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Angie felt no reason to deny herself, being alone in the train car. She licked her fingers and slid her hand between her legs encountering the warm moistness that had been forming since she felt she was being watched on the platform. She stroked lightly at the inner lips of her tender folds with her fingertips, eyes widening as they inched lower and pushed deep inside. Angie's eyes glazed over as she curled the fingers hidden inside herself until they were sufficiently coated with her honey, and she let out a held breath as she slipped them free from their tight bond. Sliding them higher between her petals, fingers orbiting her tender bud before attacking it directly, her mind went numb as they did their work brilliantly almost as if to apologize for this afternoon's earlier failure. Reaching higher and higher as the train picked up speed, her body became magic and all thoughts fled her mind as her vision flashed to white and she involuntarily let out a cry of ecstasy.
Shuddering and breathing erratically from the sensory explosion, she slowly lifted glistening fingers from her freshly polished pearl and placed them to her lips as if to enjoy her own nectar as a dessert after that most delightful course.
