I kiss my way down his stomach and, with a feather light lick across his tip, I take the salty juice. I continue to lick the tip, licking the v beneat... his prick, then circling, rubbing my tongue all over the tip just the way I know he likes it. Then I begin to suck just the head into my mouth. I squeeze my lips tightly around him, and slide forward, inch, by inch, by inch, slowly, maddeningly, until his pubic hair is tickling my nose. Then I hold my position and just suck, running my tongue up. "I did forgot that part, I was almost in panic. He was going to kiss me! Iprepared myself in spirit to gently touch our lips, but Donald had otherideas. He put one hand in my neck and held my shoulder with the other andgave me a full french kiss. I felt his tongue entering my mouth. Unableto think and I started to play along, almost instinctively. I was kissinga man, and this in public! As to reinforce my shame, the church did burstinto applause. I am sure I blushed again.Thanks God the legal. I was laying in my side in a sort of an elongated fetal position and he was now laying in a matching position right behind he. His body was warm. His chest and belly settled up to my back and the touching of our skin was comforting. As this was all sinking into my not quite yet cognitive mind, I felt his arm reach over me and his big hand across my midsection. I held his hand with mine and he tugged on me, pulling me against him. Though I was awakening, this was a maneuver that we had done. One thing none of us had noticed this whole time though was that the train had been making regular stops and passengers had been boarding. When they did, they were treated to the sight of seven young men in the troughs of passion. It is safe to say their reactions were mixed. Some seemed disgusted, some seemed interested, and some seemed indifferent. Regardless of their opinions though, the seven of us didn't care and were going to keep on fucking regardless, so free show for them. By this.