.." and with that, she closed her eyes, feigning sleep.In another rail car, Vanessa sat with her legs dangling out of the sliding door, watching the s...enery go by. The early part of the journey, after the wedding, had all been uphill – away from the equator. She stretched, remembering the unpleasant vibration of those annoying electric motors as they powered the long rail car up into the pastures of the farming districts. Now, traveling parallel to the equator, the car used very little energy. “yes,” she said, wincing, “you got that right.”“then you’d better be in control today,” i concluded. “you’ll ride me, then its up to you how far i’ll come in and at what pace. But there is one small problem,” i pointed to my now rather limp cock, “the combination of lack of attention and the thought of inflicting unwanted pain in you has made this a bit… flaccid.”“is there anything i can do?” She asked eagerly.“there’s more than one option that will work here, but i think that two might be. I moved out of the bed and went to the nearby wardrobe to get a shawl. Then I told her to lie down on the bed and to raise both the hands above her head. With the help of a shawl, I tied both her hands.I climbed on top of her and gave her a wink. She smiled in return acknowledging that she was ready for this. I went to her armpits and started to lick them. This gave her a tickling sensation and she started to laugh. Taking turns, I licked both her armpits and it was filled with her sweat which. Just then Carmen returned from retrieving her backpack, and tugged on Tim’s shirt to let him know she was ready to go outside and wait for their ride.“Oh my goodness! I plain forgot to introduce myself. I’m Tim Murphy, and this is my sister Carmen,” he said while hugging his little sister to his side.Although Tim knew her name, he let her make introductions. “Well I am Rebecca Barrett. I am a librarian here at Roosevelt and my husband is the head freshman football coach, so you will get to know.