I move back against the wall, to let them past. You stop in-front of me, holding the handrail, bumping backwards into me as the train lurches off.You...glance round and mumble an apology... I'm taken by your slight smile, your glossy hair, and very aware of your scent, fresh, sharp... I glance back down at my phone.The train lurches again, and you press back into me, moving slightly against me... This time, no apology, in fact, I imagine that I feel you shiver slightly...Still trying to focus on. Miller’s desk. She slowly began to pull off her shirt. Mr. Miller sat there – unable to move – staring at Mary – his precious Mary – as she strode towards him. She pulled her shirt over her head, exposing her braless chest. Her tits bounced as she hopped up onto his desk. She was now completely naked. Mr. Miller admired her. Her breasts were perfect. A B-cup and very perky. Her nipples were hard either due to being cold or, more likely, because she was turned on. Her trimmed bush led. More

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