I could tell that she was doing what she could to clean herself as well, and the train came to a stop just as she finished. Indian Sex As I faced the back of her head again, I could feel my fly being slowly drawn down and two fingers start to poke their way in, pushing aside my boxers. Again she was pushed harder against me, and there was almost pain as the erection was restrained by the material of my trousers… But as I pondered this, I felt fingers at my wrist and my hand was gently guided back to her leg. Should I leave my hand there, or did she want more? There was no reaction from her, but she hadn’t swatted my hand away. She led me to the platform, and luckily our train was just pulling in to the station. I decided I had pushed my luck enough for now, and simply kept up the slow caress of her thigh. My fingers began to rub hard at her clit instead of simply touching around it, and this seemed to be what she wanted.
