Never did it in a dressing room...
However, years ago, I was in Europe visiting the family of a German girlfriend. We were on a train outside of Paris heading Southeast. We had a compartment to ourselves, one thing lead to another. She gave me head for a long time, and then hopped into my lap, facing away from me so I could play w/ her breasts and clit while we fucked.
The doors on these compartments don't lock; there is a little window over which you can pull a tiny curtain. The conductor or anyone could have burst in at ANY time (which I found perversely thrilling).
She rode me like that, both of us barely moving, letting the motion of the train do the work, for probably an hour. Then she stood up, bent over the opposite sofa-seat and WE picked up steam. No one ever interrupted us (dammit!), and I probable came near the German border. Magnifique!
Anybody else enjoy trains, plane. or automobiles (public, that is)?
buffdoc
However, years ago, I was in Europe visiting the family of a German girlfriend. We were on a train outside of Paris heading Southeast. We had a compartment to ourselves, one thing lead to another. She gave me head for a long time, and then hopped into my lap, facing away from me so I could play w/ her breasts and clit while we fucked.
The doors on these compartments don't lock; there is a little window over which you can pull a tiny curtain. The conductor or anyone could have burst in at ANY time (which I found perversely thrilling).
She rode me like that, both of us barely moving, letting the motion of the train do the work, for probably an hour. Then she stood up, bent over the opposite sofa-seat and WE picked up steam. No one ever interrupted us (dammit!), and I probable came near the German border. Magnifique!
Anybody else enjoy trains, plane. or automobiles (public, that is)?
buffdoc