...well... I just had to give you mine....tomake sure you had my baby... instead of that son of a bitch husbandof yours!".I paused and looked at him. ...t all became perfectly clear. Iunderstood now it was really just another competition. He wasgetting the best of Bob. I began to get angry then not at justSteve, but Bob, for letting me get into this situation.At that point it didn't matter anymore. It was done. I couldnever explain this to my husband. He would never forgive me. I gotdrunk and let. He said, it’s ok. Then we had a casual chat. Came to know that his name is Rakesh.The train stopped at the next stop. We were still talking near the door.Someone entered the door with a huge luggage carrying on his shoulder. He pushed Rakesh to the side, eventually, Rakesh pushed me to the train’s wall. Some more people started entering our compartment everyone pushing Rakesh towards me.Our faces were almost facing each other, his chest pressed against my boobs, I was holding his strong biceps. Her intent was obvious, as she never let up. She wanted me to cum for her, and she was going to make sure that happened.I held on for as long as I could, but the blow job was just too good, and I was too arroused by the whole thing. I blew my load like crazy in her mouth and she began to gag as my load overtook her ability to swallow it all down. The hot spit and remaining cum drizzled down my dick as she pulled away to give a good cough. I realized at that moment she was pleasuring herself. "Kenny, Cindy called me this morning. She was crying so much I couldn't understand what she was trying to tell me at first. She finally was able to get out what she wanted to tell me. She wants to take some time to think about what being with all of us means. She didn't come right out and say it, but I'm pretty certain she's having trouble with the idea of only being one of the women in your life. She said she has difficulty in understanding what place she was supposed to be filling with us."I.