It is two hours from the end of work to the last train to meet the mistress. In those two hours, I immerse myself in the world of sensuality. A firm, bell-shaped breast. Plump, soft and elastic buttocks. A lump of Eros that smells from all parts of the body. In her restricted time, her libido is released, and when she kisses her that entwines her tongue, she intensely licks her cock that she looks at lovingly, and invites her to the honey pot dripping with love. Two hours until the last train, long and short, where you can forget your shyness and enjoy sexual intercourse that is too vulgar.
