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Camila’s new boyfriend, Peter, comes by the house to pick her up for a date. Her step mom, Carmela, answers the door and finally meets her step daughters new boyfriend, but she immediately has some concerns. Carmela thinks Peter is way too old for Camila, but after Camila insists that he’s a good guy, Carmela puts him to the test. She seduces him to see how he’ll react. Peter fails the test and ends up getting caught with a boner while looking at Carmela’s booty. She immediately takes off his pants and starts to give him a blowjob, before getting caught by Camila, who decides to join in on the phone. The two of them share Peters dick and suck the soul out of it. He fucks them in multiple positions, taking turns one by one, before ending with a huge cums**t on both of their faces.
The carriage was much quieter now, and I looked at the tube map. I decided to get off at the next stop, which was Holland Park, cross to the adjacent platform and get on one of the eastbound trains, back towards central London again. As I stood on the platform, I carefully adjusted my blouse so it was properly open at the top. Of course, when the next train arrived it was fairly empty, so I decided to get a seat and see if I couldn’t find someone to flash my pussy at this time.
I got into the nearest carriage, and scanned quickly up and down to decide where to sit. I chose a seat opposite a young couple who I thought looked a likely target, but they got off at the next stop, and were replaced by a harassed-looking woman with two children – not quite what I wanted! I sat with my legs slightly apart.
feeling the air around my bare pussy, and looked at the adverts above the seats opposite. Luckily, when the train got to Marble Arch the woman and her brood got off, and three young people got on, two girls and a guy. They sat down, the two girls together and the guy directly opposite me. The girls started looking at a guidebook (obviously tourists) and the guy looked around in a bored kind of way, drumming his fingers on his knee.
I crossed my legs, letting the side of the skirt slide open, showing off my bare thigh right up to my hips. I got my book out of my bag, and buried my head in it, but by glancing at my reflection in the window opposite I could see just how much flesh I was showing. I peeped at the guy sitting opposite me, and he clearly couldn’t take his eyes off my thigh. I shifted my crossed leg further, seeing if I could flash even more. My smooth bare thigh felt cool and exposed.
Time for stage two. I nonchalantly uncrossed my step mom, and let them rest slightly apart, with my skirt riding quite high up my legs. From practicing in my room, I knew that anyone looking up between my legs would be able to see quite far up my skirt, but that the ultimate prize would still be hidden: for the moment.
