Man masturbates on train during morning commuteAs I walked into the seedy motel room, I couldn't help but notice the scent of stale cigarettes and cheap perfume wafting through the air. The woman, a raven-haired beauty with curves that could stop traffic, was already naked on the bed, her hands busy wanking off her own cock. I felt my train of thought derail as I took in the sight before me. Her breasts were pressed against the headboard, and I couldn't help but think about how much I wanted to get my hands on them - boob press train, indeed. The more I stared, the harder it got for me to keep my cool. "Hey, handsome," she purred, noticing my gaze. "Want to join the party?" I didn't need any further encouragement. I shed my clothes and climbed onto the bed, where we quickly devolved into a frenzy of blowjobs and anal sex. The woman was insatiable, demanding more and more as we jerked off in tandem. As we reached the climax of our dirty little affair, she suddenly stopped and pressed her breasts against mine - boob press train, again. I couldn't help but moan at the sensation, my cock straining to get free from its confines. "More," she growled, her eyes flashing with a feral intensity. "I want more." And so we continued, lost in our own little world of sin and debauchery. The train of thought that had started this whole ordeal was now careening out of control, leaving only destruction and satisfaction in its wake. As I finally came to rest, spent and exhausted, the woman leaned over me and whispered, "You're a real cock-tease, you know that?" I just smiled, knowing that I'd be back on that train - boob press train, once more.
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