I don't know if he saw us but it would have been hard not to. I kept going playing with her still engorged clit getting her closer & closer to orgasm ...s she hits the start of her orgasm he starts to return from the toilets again on our left & she starts to moan very softly which is a difficult thing for her as she is a screamer normally, i start to tell her shh quietly love quietly as the window is still down & she is in the throws of a full blown clitoral orgasm (something she tells me that no. By the time I arrived on the scene everyone had shed his or her clothing and prowled around with ease. The women were incredibly beautiful and were all shapes and sizes. The men seemed anyone you'd pass on the street with the exception of the cross-dressing man who is the middle of a strip tease when I arrived. Everyone watched as each layer of clothing was peeled off until finally off came the panties to reveal a cock that has to be ten inches if not more. I moved carefully closer, aware. Charles planned on bringing her to the tattoo parlor under the ruse that he was going to be the one getting her name tattooed on his arm. Charles had a few tattoos that he had gotten when he was on tour as a bodyguard for several bands. The majority of them were small and tasteful. He didn’t really look like the type of man that would ever get ink done. Charles had lots of surprises in him. He had already bought a beautiful Christmas tree. Christmas was only a week away. He and Megan had. " I had no doubt she was serious, she had looked me straight in the eye and pronounced the word slowly and distinctly. My mind was racing but I forced myself to think about logistics. I had the condom I always carry, we were at most twenty minutes from my destination but there was a local stop five minutes earlier. The carriage was almost empty but too full to risk fucking there. I nodded in the direction of the lavatory, "Right now?" The cubicle was barely big enough for the two of us.