Jake hated trains.
He hated the smell of sweat inside, the annoying movement of the wheels on the railroads and the cramped, disgusting toilets which never had toilet paper or soap.
This time, when he approached the bathroom he was prepared for the worst, but instead he found a spacious and pretty well-kept cubicle. He tried to close the door, but the lock was broken. “Whatever”- he thought, and sat down to pee. Then unconsciously, he started teasing his dick: work had been so hard that week that he had no time to even “give a good choke to his pyhton”, and within a couple seconds, he was already semi-hard.
Before he could think twice about what he was doing, Jake heard the door opening and the shape of a girl making her entrance in the bathroom.
The chick was a stunning brunette, about his age, with nice, well defined breasts and a beautiful face. She looked at him and then at his boner in shock, but when she repeated the process again, this time he realised she was biting her lips in desire, her outstanding eyes betraying her want to feel it inside her.
Acting indifferent, and still without saying a word, she closed the door behind her and unbuttoned her pants like she was about to sit on the toilet, but instead lowered her cute ass and her well-shaven pussy until he touched Jake’s penis, then started slowly twerking on it until she could feel he was rock hard.
“Wait”- Jake muttered under his breath-“the lock is broken. You do realize we could be caught anytime, right?”
“Yes”- the girl replied-“and it’s only making me wetter”.