She was wearing a T-shirt n jeans. The compartment was very crowded n i made her stand in front of me n pushed her in, all the men started to see her ... moved close to her. They touched every bit of her as she started moving inside. Finally we managed to stand in the center . i told her to use both her hands n hold the rod above so that she does not fall. She stood there like a sex toy displayed her melons to all the hungry men. i could see people rubbing her ass n moving their hands close to. Seeing Allison reminded me. We can get to the Blue Hills National Park easily. I've never seen the Red Hands. We'll just head for Penrith and then get a pamphlet or a map. I just read about the local history."[Prior to the arrival of the Europeans, the Penrith area was home to the Mulgoa tribe of the Darug people. They lived in makeshift huts called gunyahs, hunted native animals such as kangaroos, fished in the Nepean River, and gathered local fruits and vegetables such as yams. They lived. Since then she had her third vodka, and now I was buying champagne, as Alex observed - to celebrate my wife’s sluttiness. Thuy and I had long ago agreed that there wasn’t going to be any secret signal to stop – as soon as we agreed to invited strangers to become our sex guests – there would be no second thought or change of mind. We had been dancing around the idea for a long time. For years I had been grooming Thuy to accept the idea of us inviting a stranger to join us for sex. Now she was. "Your choice," he said and turned away."I'm sure it'll be fine Professor," she said quickly before he was out of earshot."Well if you're sure," he said getting out his diary, "how about this Friday night, 8 o'clock, my place?"Shit Friday night was her night to party at the student's bar."Fine," she agreed reluctantly, "see you there." Evening Professor," she smiled sweetly."Ah yes Cathy," he said, "sorry but I had forgotten about you, never mind come in now you're here. This is an old colleague.