Tried is the word. Startled, he looked around and saw that he was tied spread eagle to his bed. Naked. A rustle He craned his head and saw her. Cather...ne Trace wearing the sexiest pieces of lace that he ever saw. Her milky white breasts pushed up and almost spilling over her bra, her small waist that leads to her crotch covered with the smallest piece of almost transparent red lace, her legs that seems to go on and on perched on thin stilettos. He swallowed and asked, “How did you get here?”. .. then they went to the bathroom to change and came out wearing skirts and thongs and tiny cropped purple shirts, i thought we were gonna fuck for sure but they'd slap our hands if we even touched their butts for more than like 2 seconds but i didnt mind i was happier than a motherfucker just seeing her ass jigging in front of me, and when they bend down and started shaking their asses slowly, at this point i was almost sitting on the very edge of the bed and i could smell their butt sweat. "Karl Jaeger's here and he offered to show me his luxury coach." JAEGER!" Jane was surprised, but then remembered the familiar looking German that had arrived on the zeppelin. "Karl's here?" Yes and they have a bath tub." Patty nodded. "A bath tub on a train!"Jane got a far away look in her eyes, but she wasn't thinking about a bath. "Did he ask about me?" Yes, many times," said Patty, jealous again. "I'm sure you'll see him tomorrow in the dining coach." Patty paused in thought. "Why don't we. .. Fucked me deeply... Right there... Right where your fingers are probing me, daddy... Even when I imagined their cocks pounding into me there... Imagining them just like I am right now... Getting so hot, so wet over them..." Baby... Please... Don't do this... It... It hurts..." But daddy... It feels so good... imagining them fucking me for real... Blocking out your fingers and picturing their cocks... Fucking me, daddy... Fucking your little girl..."His fingers worked harder inside me even as.