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When I was about 30 (M) my wife and I had an escape from our two kids for a night. We went up to London on the train. The carriage was pretty empty and we both had window seats facing each other. It was the middle of summer and my wife was wearing a long floral dress, sandals and nothing else. I could see the shape of her lovely full breasts through the dress as the sun shone through the window and her pert nipples erect and excited at thoughts of our night of sex ahead.
I slipped my sandal off and started playing footsie with her under the table, rubbing my foot on her ankle. The look of lust on her face told me everything. I worked my foot up her leg until it was between her thighs and was surprised how wet I found her. I started circling my toe on her clit. Her eyes went wide and her face flushed with the rush of pleasure. I carefully inserted my big toe into her vagina and started to slowly toe-fuck her, pulling out occasionally to continue to stimulate her clit with my now juice-soaked toe.
Just then, a ticket inspector came down the train and I had to temporarily stop. Aware of our flushed complexions I asked him if he could do anything with the air con! Lol!
After he’d gone, I continued, her gasps and moans getting more and more frenzied. She couldn’t take it anymore and while I toe-fucked her she took over with her hand frantically rubbing her clit until she came with a mammoth orgasm, shoving her hand into her mouth to try to muffle her noise.
I obviously had 6 inches of stiff cock by this time, but with the train almost in London I had to wait until our hotel room before I could fuck her properly.

NSFW: yes

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