This was in large part because of Tom's superior intelligence, compared to their father. Tom would answer their questions and listen to their troubles...as if he enjoyed helping, rather than treating the conversations as a core. The result was the formation of a happy family that was the envy of the rest of the train.Mostly, the trek across Nebraska was a period of utter boredom interspersed with intervals of absolute terror. There wasn't much to do during the long periods of walking except to. Wendy seemed to be lost in her own world and didn’tnotice the tall gentleman make his way around the roomto stand rather close to her. He spoke to her but sheonly vaguely noticed him. Only when he moved closer toher did she take notice. He stood a good half foottaller than she and looked impressive in his tuxedo. Ashe spoke to her she looked up into his eyes. His lipsmoved but she didn’t register what he was saying.Noticing that it was very difficult for her to hearhim, he leaned in. As I did this I heard her moaning softly.Suddenly, she pushed my head back and said, "Fuck me." I stood up as she leaned forward to undo my belt. As her hands fumbled with the buckle I was so turned on by it. Before I fucked her, I went down on her, eating her clit out as she screamed the place down, her juices covering my face, as I licked, I shoved my fingers up her wet pussy each time she jerked on the bed. After about 5 minutes, I was ready to penetrate her. She was extremely wet. I taunted. Others just remained as they had been. We gathered those up and readied them to be donated.That took us less than an hour. My dress shirts, slacks, shoes, shorts, underwear, and socks were all packed up. Well, the underwear and socks were turned into rags, to be honest. No-one accepts used socks and undies for clothing donations.Once all that was boxed up, we put it in mom’s car and headed into town. We had two stops to make today. Our first was The Salvation Army, where we unloaded the.