I could feel his cum pumping a load. Some of it flowed out and the remaining cum was still in my mouth. I swallowed it a little. It wasn’t so bad.Af...er some time, a station arrived. But these guys were not going to let me go and I was not going to go as well. It felt so great that I thought I should stay there throughout the journey.The train slowed down. The guy fucking me got me up and made me lie down on the seat with him. He was facing my back. He covered us with his lungi and he pushed his. Fuck my pussy hard. I heard Sandy yelling at the top of her voice. She had moved her mouth from Chucks huge cock and was moaning like a fucking street whore. Fuck me son. Fuck my pussy like youve never fucked before. Ram that thick cock in me. Oh yes fuck me. Yeah look whos talking dad. Look at you and tell us youre not getting off watching my brother and I fuck moms pussy and mouth. Face facts dad she loves our cocks. Chuck yelled. Yeah I love cock. Love this big cock in my hot pussy. Fuck me. You tasted so good." John had a surprisingly gentle touch that was making me hard again. "I'd love to have a quick play again before Sian comes down. I love having a hard cock in my mouth."He dropped to his knees. I was hard and enjoyed the feeling of being sucked by him but I really needed to get out of here. He sucked hungrily and I willed myself to cum as quickly as I could. I closed my eyes to dream up some filthy images to help me along the way. I had plenty of imagery to go on: having. Despite the brief preparation that I had, I was still shocked at the sight of, what had been me, dying before my very eyes and screamed, in a voice that I could not acknowledge as my own, feeling guilty beyond redemption before everything went black around me.* * * * *The next thing I knew I was lying down on a station platform - it must have been Oxford Circus, for some reason that seemed important to me, and hearing a man's voice. "Miss - Miss, are you all right" he said managing to penetrate.