Start by chatting her up a bit.

You glance back up to catch the woman's eye again. She offers you another polite smile; you'd guess she noticed you checking her out, not that she seems to mind. You return the expression with a little more warmth. "Hi."

"Hey," she replies, sounding quite at ease.

Thinking about how to start a conversation, you decide to go for something honest. "I like your pubes."

Her smile warms to match yours. "Thanks! I don't know why everybody's so obsessed with shaving. Give me natural pussy any day."

Out of the corner of your eye, you see the elderly woman sitting near you glance up from her magazine. You can't help but wonder whether this girl would be so frank about her pussy preferences with anyone, or just you.

"It's sexy, for sure," you agree. With your mind on the subject, an idea occurs to you. "You mind jacking me off onto your bush?"

The young woman nods. "Sure, that sounds nice." There's little distance for her to close between you. Taking her hand off the support pole for a moment, she quickly undoes your belt buckle, unzips your jeans, and fishes your cock out of your underwear. By now, the thought of her dark curls with gobs of your thick white cum clinging to them has you fully hard, springing up eagerly into her hand. She makes a small murmur of appreciation as she wraps her fingers around you; her palm is wonderfully soft and warm. "Nice dick."

"Thanks," you chuckle.

"I'm Safiya, by the way," she adds. "Saf if you want." You offer your name in return.

With the easy comfort of ample experience, she begins to stroke you, slowly, her grip firm. "How's that?"

"Little faster," you guide her. She picks up the pace a notch, the rhythm becoming just how you like it. "There you go." You let out a sigh of pleasure as she works your cock like a pro; it's a delicious slow build of pleasure, one that leaves you with plenty of focus to carry on a conversation. As you ponder where to take things, you reach out with your own free hand to feel Safiya's breast, cupping and squeezing it: firm and bouncy, a perfect handful. Finding the studs of her barbell, you give a few gentle twists and tugs, and she rewards you with a sigh of her own, clearly enjoying the feeling.