EXTRACT FOR
Don't Be Shy... I'm Asleep!
(Alice Ebuya)

He leaned forward in his seat, and inside Sally groaned. It was rare for anyone to be confident enough to actually move closer to get a better look.

"Miss, are you asleep?" he whispered as he edged even closer.

Oh you are good Sally thought, you are really making sure I'm out of it before getting closer. Now you get to see a bit more.

Softly she sighed and giggled silently as she sensed him pull away swiftly. You don't want to get caught so close. Carefully she stretched an arm knowing that the action was tugging her already gaping blouse, Sally sighed again and muttered nonsense quietly as she shuffled in her seat. Through her slits she saw that the movement had been subtle yet perfect, now the blouse was stretched tight straining on a button below the level of her breasts, on one side it had shifted and she shivered slightly to see the nipple completely exposed. It was a scenario that she had played through many times before, but it had never worked out so perfectly, her actions had appeared totally natural, just a tired girl turning in her sleep and suffering an embarrassing wardrobe malfunction.

So now what? 

She waited patiently guessing that he was studying her face and hunting for any sign that she was about to wake. Long seconds she held her breath, would he edge closer again now she had more on display or would he hang back for fear of being caught so obviously staring at her unfortunate accidental exposure?

"Miss?" he said softly.

Oh yeah, come on take a close look Sally groaned, she felt her nipples hardening and hoped that he wouldn't guess why. Leather soles scuffed on the carriage floor, Sally shifted her gaze up slightly, clearly he was about to move closer again. Suddenly another quiet sound mixed with the clickety clack of the rails, a metallic rasping... instantly she realised.

Fuck, he's opening his pants. She had heard him carefully lowering his zip. Squinting and keeping her expression flat and neutral Sally watched him slide a hand under the waist band of his underwear. Damn, he's actually getting his cock out she realised. What the hell do I do?

Just chill and go with the flow she told herself. Let's see where this is going!

If things get too intense I can simply wake up, then act shocked and embarrassed and move carriage... easy.

Sally stifled a small gasp, the man was hard, he was also huge. At only eighteen she hadn't seen that many cocks, but even with such limited experience she understood that he was well above average size.

It's so thick and meaty she thought as he slowly drew back taut foreskin to reveal a shining purple end that looked swollen almost to the point of bursting. Cautiously he shuffled forward on his seat until he was perched with just his ass on the edge, his knees spread apart and the thick cock pointed directly at her.

Sally watched mesmerised as he began to stroke, a glance confirmed that his eyes were locked on her exposed breast. He's gonna cum looking at me! Sally wasn't sure if she should be flattered or seriously creeped out. I've got to admit it's a pretty perverted thing he's doing!