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Railed on a train

... intrusion. James was left wondering if she often used external means to assist her in the bathroom.

Finally he felt the cotton swab on the end of the q-tip poke through into her bladder. She pulled back from his mouth and sighed with relief. He was not sure what he was supposed to do other than pull the whole thing back out. Again she winced as the hole was forced back open from the other side.

Luckily her urine followed the retreating tip and began to pour out the moment it left her urethra. James was mesmerized by the sight of a young girl peeing in front of him. He kept her pussy pulled apart so he could watch. She appeared only slightly annoyed. She was more focused on making sure the stream did not stop, lest they had to start over and forcefully open her hole again.

By the time the trickling stream came to a stop, James had forgotten he was pretending to be a helpful passerby. He was staring at a half naked girl and was already touching her pussy. He did exactly what he would if she were his girlfriend; plunged two fingers into her and curved them up to touch her g-spot on the back of her pelvis.

She gasped and leaned back while gripping the toilet seat. He pulled up and started lifting her butt off the seat while also massaging her g-spot. Her eyes crossed as she felt her entire weight resting on his fingers and her pelvis.

When his fingers slipped out, they dragged along her g-spot the entire way. Her butt hit the seat and she slammed her feet to the ...

... floor, arching her back and squirting straight ahead. After a minute of pelting the door with urine or perhaps something else, she lowered her crotch and slid to the floor panting. “Thank you,” she assumed he had done it with innocent intention of helping her.

James ignored her and pulled her legs apart, positioning himself between them. When she realized he was going to poke her cunt with his penis again, she moved to cover the opening with her hands. He grabbed both her wrists with one hand and pinned them above of her head. With his other hand on her waist he adjusted her position so he could shove his cock into her wet cunt.

She jolted and her head struck the bowl behind her, causing her cunt to tighten and her eyes to roll around in her head. “You don’t have to pee inside me anymore, do you? Just stand above me.”

“I want to do it this way,” he informed her. “I helped you, now you be a good toilet girl for me.” She nodded miserably.

Her breathing got deeper as he slid in and out of her cunt. She did not know why his cock tugging on the walls of her vagina made her heart beat faster and her vision fuzzy.

After several minutes, she became confused why he wasn’t peeing yet. He seemed more interested in turning her vagina inside out with his cock. He was moving faster and faster, pulling further out and digging deeper with each thrust. Their wet groins made noise as they slapped together.

Every few times, she would jolt and bump her head again, tightening ...