” “I hope I’m normal!” Said Amy. The girls laughed. They chatted for a while as the train hurtled at 200mph through the French countryside. Em...a felt like she had known Amy for years and they were getting on like proper friends. “How about we go for that glass of wine?” Said Amy. “Ooh yes! Definitely.” “Or maybe we could bring the bottle back here. What do you think?” Amy suggested. So the girls made their way down to the buffet car, which was busy with diners, some of whom looked very posh,. I dont know if D noticed, but she kept brushing over my cock. I was getting so hot and horny and it was driving me crazy. I noticed tho the girls seemed to be 'trying to communicate' to each other with lip and eye movements. It suddenly made me paranoid!! I started to get a bit annoyed and said 'Is there a problem?' Genuinely thinking I smelt or something! M look at me and quickly blurted out 'D wants to ask you something!' I looked a D who looked slightly annoyed and shocked at the same time.. She didn’t realize the erotic show she was giving to the passing truckers and continued to suck my cock and was getting me ever closer to orgasm.In one of the passing trucks I saw a big, burly black man staring into the SUV and the driver was definitely impressed with the sight before him. I told my wife that she had an audience and would she like to live out one of our fantasies, that of her having sex with a black man. She paused, looked up at me, and slowly said yes in a primal groan that. "So! You can tell all your friends with average-size or small cocks that their size does not really matter as much as they might think and it is just not something they need to be concerned about. But they had better be prepared to be all around experts with fingers and tongues, and be willing to be selfless and adventurous. Okay?"I said with obvious amazement, "You need to start an advice column called 'Dr. Adele!' You could probably cure a lot of sexual hang-ups in a lot of men."She just.