In unison both girls raised their butts off the cushion, discretely reached up under their skirts, hooked their thumbs in the side of their panties an... lowered them down their legs. Once they had the panties in their hand, they quickly balled them up so the boys could not see details of the panties, and each girl placed her panties in the brown paper bag. Kayla reached out, pinched the bag closed and shook it briskly, turning the bag upside down and rotating it. She sat the bag back down on. ’ The place was packed with obnoxious cowboys blowing off steam. There were a few desultory floozies cadging drinks and not a card game was in sight. As soon as I saw the inside, I turned around and pushed back through the doors, beating a hasty retreat.Yeah, I was looking for a card game. I figured that would be the best way to increase Uncle Ty’s bankroll, given that I had both his knowledge (which was mostly how to cheat) and my own at poker playing to draw from. I passed on two more saloons. She had long, bare legs... her black skirt barely came down past her ass. She had large breasts spilling out from her blouse. "Yes, sir?" Come over here, Missy, baby. Stand beside me. I think our friend the Senator isn't quite understanding me."She giggled and came over next to the Trump, so that they both stood facing poor Ted Cruz. Trump's hands immediately began fondling Missy's chest and ass."Missy here is a 10. An absolute 10. Her tits are sensational, she's thin, she gives head like you. It was one of those boring trains that stopped at virtually every town and village and on Sundays was hardly ever busy. On this one summer Sunday I was alone reading and about halfway through the journey an old lady (well I thought she was old but in hindsight she could only have been in her mid-fifties), walked into my compartment. She appeared to be the typical housewife, quite pretty and plump, with permed hair. She smiled at me and took off her lightweight coat and sat opposite. I thought.