Not only did each one look different in some amazing way, but each felt different and tasted different. It was easier for me to get together with girl..., even though lots of them had inhibitions that I got over quickly. But I was always really curious about boys, and what I fantasized about was seeing boys get together the way I got together with my girlfriends. The problem was that for the boys being called gay, or bi, or fag, or queer, was like being kicked in the crotch. They dreaded it. A woman in her mid-forties, travelling with her elderly parents.At times, she had seemed to despair at having to shepherd them through the carriages to find the correct sleeper, and then have to explain to them for the umpteenth time who I was and why I was sharing their berth.Eventually, she got it through to them that I would be travelling with them overnight. After some final grumbles, all three headed off to the dining car to get something to eat, the daughter giving me a weary smile and an. But then I passed the bushes and I still walked alone. I stopped in front of the library, and headed inside. The lady at the front desk greeted me, and then went back to staring at a blank computer screen. I passed the books, and the dvds, and the audio books, until I reached a stretch of tables that lined the walls that held computers. With all of the computers available, it was easy to find a computer in decent condition. I turned on the screen, swiped my card, and the desktop revealed. Seconds later you feel him flood your mouth with his cum... Shooting and shooting as you hungrily swallow every last drop....You lean back with your eyes closed savouring the taste and feeling of what you have just done... then you feel him again between your legs and again he licks across your pussy lips... sending yet another electric shock through your body.... pushing his tongue hard against your clit he starts to lick faster and faster as you juices flow out and into his mouth... your.