Among the many locomotives was D&RGW's Old number 346. It was the museum's pride and joy as they had it in good working order. Several times a year th...y would fire it up and run it in a small semi-circle around the property. A lot of stories developed among the k**s and frequent visitors about the legend of 346.For example if a man rang the train's bell it meant that he had sex the night before. But, more importantly by acknowledging to the world that he had gotten lucky he would be guaranteed. She ran her tongue all over his chest and kissed every square inch.She worked her way down and then made her way back up again. When she got back up to his neck she stopped and kissed and sucked for awhile as Alex enjoyed the feeling. She worked her way back down his chest and she finally came to his waist line where his shorts where. She unbuttoned his shorts and slid them off of his hot sweaty body. He was wearing a pair of flannel boxer shorts that looked to be a bit small for the package he. Emily looked up at me nervously, unsure of what to do next. Her breast’s quivered ever so slightly as she knelt on the floor, her palms were flat on the carpet and her knees were spread wide waiting for my next command. “Get on your feet slut, I want you to dance for me, entice me with your body, make me want to fuck your pussy.” Emily staggered to her feet, I could see the look of consternation and fear in her face. I worked my hips forward so they were over the edge of the. I was having a dream about Brad Pitt making out with me, yet I felt someone’s hand under my shirt, feeling my tit. I slowly woke to the realization it was Amy. I was feeling so relaxed, I didn’t move, enjoying the sensation. She flicked my nipple and I let out a squeak, causing her to freeze for few moments. I didn’t move and she started to caress me again. God it felt great, and I knew I was already wet, but as I woke up, I realized that I needed to say something. This was Amy after all!.