An hour later I sensed rather than felt the train slowing on its approach to the next stop. I stretched his legs out in front of me and sighed, turnin... my face towards the window determined to return to the sweet embrace of sleep. I pulled my usual baseball cap firmly down over my face and once again closed my eyes as I began to drift off. A few moments later I heard the unmistakable sounds of the carriage door being opened. I guessed that this would be the other two travelers that had booked. I just sat there crying and wishing I wasn't there. I wished I wasn't there a lot at that age too.He didn't bother to explain anything to me, just unzipped his pants and pushed himself in my face. He grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled me against his crotch. I felt sick to my stomach with fear, I still had no idea what was happening or what he was doing. He told me to open my mouth, and when I did, he pushed his hips closer to me, and dropped the head of his limp dick in between my lips. I. ”“You're very welcome,” she said. “I think you're going to make me come. Give me that beautiful tongue.”I gave Edna the full treatment, blitzing her nerve endings with the intense blandishments of my soft, strong, agile, adventurous, hungry oral instrument of pleasure. She responded most when I straightened my muscle and pushed it as though I was trying to enter her. She whimpered and twitched. And when I laid it flat and licked her like the most sublime, meaty ice cream, she let out a long. Herecalled how turned on he'd been when some people had walked inunexpectedly and found him there on all fours, being fucked hard up thearse, his face contorted with enjoyment, squealing like a pig. Unconsciously, he pushed a finger under his little top's incredibly lowneckline and gasped with unexpected pleasure as it brushed against oneof his hard nipples. He traced his big new areolas, giggling slightly atthe feeling, loving the hard little lumps beginning to poke up beneaththem.He giggled.