She takes control...

It was at this moment that something snapped inside the brain of this little vixen, she kept sticking her tongue in my mouth, pulling it out, giving me a look of **** lust, licking her lips and this repeating the whole process by jamming her tongue in my mouth again. At the same time, her hand was still working its wonders. Slowly, during this process, Jane proceeded in somehow straddling my lap until she was dry humpping me in rhythm with right hand.

She pulled back from me, looked me in the face and locking her gaze on my eyes. With her other hand she pulled her shirt the small distance over her breasts. "Lick them!" she demanded, referring to her pierced nipples. I hesitated, partly from the ministrations I was receiving below, but also because I was seeing a transformation happening in front of me. She didn't seem scared and shy anymore. It was as though her body had been taken over by some control-happy sex freak! Her eyes seemed to be communicating with me that I'd better do exactly what she said--not like I really wanted to argue though!

I craned my neck down and took one of her engorged nipples between my lips and began to pull it into my mouth.

"Shit, yes!" she screamed, loud enough to make me flinch at the possibilities of other passengers in other trains possibly hearing us. "Bite it you bastard!" Crap, I knew if she kept it up with this much heat, I wouldn't be able to hold out much longer...