" The train was short- 5 cars long. It had a single P42, a transition sleeper, a sleeper named "Canyonlands", one of their new Cross Country Cafe cars... a baggage-coach, and a coach bringing up the rear. I rushed into the coach. There could not have been more than 15 restless riders in this coach.You might be wondering why I pay attention to that, or know so much. Well, my father, he was an engineer for the Illinois Central, and later Amtrak. I might be a knockout blonde tomboy, and I might be a. Well, I was more than ready to take care ofhis needs. We made love, quickly. He must have been having some gooddreams as he was pretty horny. I came quickly, and he was just behind me."Steve, can you do me a favor?" I asked."Sure, what is it?" he replied."I have a small overnight bag in the back of my Jeep."Can you go out and get it for me?" I asked, batting my eyelashes at himin an exaggerated manner. He laughed."Of course. Be right back." He threw on some jeans and went out shirtlessand. What was not normal is that this pretty, shapely bride and I had an immoral sexual history and I was reminiscing as I took pictures.Just like most brides I took photos of Shelby was conscience of the camera for the first few minutes but gradually accepted my presence and started to ignore me which is the best way to get a more natural look in the pictures. As I moved around the room taking pictures of her I started getting turned on. I had several times been in dressing rooms with semi-naked. Fortunately, for her, he was wearing boxers that night. “Easy access” she thought to herself as she proceeded to pull his hard, pulsating dick out of his pants, and lightly tickled the head with her tongue. He tried not to show that anything was happening under the table, but he was having trouble controlling the soft moans he was letting out. She pulled his pants down a little further to have better access to his cock, and suddenly she slipped the whole head and shaft into her mouth and licked.