I didn’t, but I wished I had. I vomited and my vision reddened. The train overshot the station by a mere 300 meters, and then, to my surprise, stopp...d and began to back up, calmly, as if I hadn’t just fucked with every aspect of its design and construction. We pulled into a cute little replica of a station, still deep underground, and the train whrrred softly and cycled off. Outside, clouds of dust trickled past us, and there were faint rumbles. I sat, patted the controls, and cried. +++ Tir’s. The seventeen-year-old could use a little time alone to sort it all out.With her feet still in the running water, Marian began to undo the laces that held her traveling outfit together. She took a moment to again look about her, reassuring herself that she was truly alone.Satisfied, she pulled the last of the laces and led her garment fall free, exposing her breasts to the cool late afternoon air. She ran her hands over her mounds, feeling the weight of them in her hands and running her fingers. Now push your chest out a little……..very good…….now turn around……show your back…….yes…..very impressive….’, said Shankarji as Mom assumed all these poses in a very sexy way.‘Now come and sit here with us. Would you like a drink?’, asked Krishnaji. ‘No, Sir,’ said my Mom as she proceeded to sit on the bed between the two horny producers.‘Are you feeling comfortable, Shobha?’‘very comfortable, Sir, thank you.’, said my Mom as she put her hand into Krishanji’s lungi and started to stroke his cock.. ”She left me to gain some consciousness. She rolled me down, and I lay next to her. A few minutes later, I saw her get off the bed and stand near the table. Shaking her cock, she ordered me, “Come here.”She positioned me on the table edge. “Bend over.”I positioned myself on the table.“Yeah, that’s a perfect position to bang that gorgeous booty,” she checked from behind.I turned my head back.“Stay in the same position,” she ordered me.“Ok, sweetie.”“Ummm. Please don’t be offended. Can I ask.