Her tongue was swirling around his ear.He looked around at unexpected surroundings – the inside of a sleek, modern railway car. Slowly, his sleepy f...g began to dissipate."Um, Tiff," he said, wiping sleep-induced drool from the corner of his mouth, "isn't this sort of a public place to be doing that?" Haven't you ever seen 'Risky Business', silly? The scene from the train?" she asked.Dave's erection began to stir. It was a double whammy – Tiff's gentle manipulation of his awakening boner, and. She said they just went over there to smoke with them and they just started taking advantage of the girls and feeling them up and what not so the girls just went with it and before they knew it both of them were sucking Dick and getting fucked the black guys kept passing them around and making them eat each others pussies. She said each guy had their turn on her and none of them wore condom. She swallowed two of the guys loads and her friend swallowed the other. She told me those are the only. Out of the blue, I giggled. It wasn't a giggle of amusement either. I sounded like a sixteen-year-old girl being tickled and I couldn't help it. I giggled again like a teenager and wanted to slap myself. I felt myself blush. I hadn't blushed in years. "Well . . . um . . . I think we are both a little nervous right now. But . . um . . . I think we should try to work through our nervousness, don't you?" I said through a silly grinning, almost idiotic smile. I had to fight the urge to giggle. ‘Now you know, that I am not just a preacher, I am a man as well. Do as you are told.’ I’m still not sure why I did it. I recognized it as sexual intimidation, but I decided to go along. Did my heart rate go up as I followed his order? Yes it did. When I returned to the table, I had my panties wadded up in my hand. Fortunately I wore skimpy ones. I could get them almost totally concealed in my hand. They were completely lost in the Reverend’s much larger hand. ‘Doesn’t that feel better?’ he.