Adultery A Night of Error - (Completed)

[usaiha2]

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At the next stop named Girishpark, she did it again, and pressed her whole body against his. This time he put his arm around her, and held her close to him for a few seconds.

She said, "Sorry, I must be clumsy today."

He said, "Not a problem Madam, it must be my lucky day."

She could feel him pressing his pelvis against her, and his cock starting to get hard.

She couldn't believe she was having such an effect on this guy. She pushed away slightly, and he released her waist. She then dropped her handbag, and he immediately knelt down to pick it up. As he started to come back up, she lifted the front of her saree above her knees. He froze when he realized she was naked under her saree. He hesitated long enough for her to spread her legs a little and push her pussy towards his face.

As he stood up he ran his free hand up her entire leg, and onto her exposed pussy. She thanked him for getting her handbag and, he thanked her for the view. He still had his hand on her pussy as the train started to slow. He put his other hand under the back of her saree, and started to caress her baby soft ass as he began to finger her neatly trimmed pussy. She started to get nervous, and ran off as soon as the train stopped. As she worked her way to the door at least two more sets of hands grabbed her under her saree. She had to sit down for about ten minutes until her head stopped spinning. After the Train stopped, she got down. .

She decided to take one last trip back to Shyam Bazar, and be as bold as she could. Just after 5 minutes, the train reached, and she hopped in to the car. She positioned herself in front of a handsome, well-dressed man reading a newspaper near the back of the car. He didn't notice her at first, and just kept his face buried in the news. On a bumpy curve, she began to press up against his paper, and then fell into him. At first he looked up in anger, but he quickly smiled when he saw her. She apologized, and he started to go back to reading his paper. As he started to lift his paper back up, she leaned forward to make sure the bottom of her saree along with petticoat would get caught on the top of it. When he lifted the paper, up came the front of her saree. He couldn't see what he had done, but the guy sitting next to him whose eyes got as big as saucers. Soon, he noticed something was going on.

He was now staring straight at her light brown bush. She let him have a good look before slowly running her hand down the front of her saree lifted along with petticoat. He looked up at her, and she gave him a little wink. He folded his paper in half, and held it up to block the view of the guy next to him, and the other people on the car. Now no one could see between him and her. She grabbed the bar over his head, and leaned toward him. He methodically began to run his free hand up and down her thighs, and then finally over and around her pussy. He placed the palm of his hand on the top of her pubic bone with his fingers on her stomach.

He then slowly inserted his thumb between her pouting pussy lips. He began to open, and close his hand, squeezing her pussy and messaging her clit.