Her name was Archana Sahoo.Then I conformed that she is also from Orissa and I felt little bit of embarrassing. Then I came to my seat and sit there q...ietly. The train started and after half an hour I came to the door and sit there by facing outside as it was the night time. First I thought to talk something to her but after the incident I think I lost my chance and became very sad. I was listening music on mu IPod near the door and enjoying the free air. After sometime I saw she was coming. ‘You see, these two down here do the heavy lifting and the straps there keep her thighs pressed down and those bind her ankles. Also the board at the back can be a back rest or put in these holes here to hold her forward and expose her back. It has straps too, they’re not attached at the moment. Ever use a fuck machine?’ he asked. ‘Well, no, not exactly,’ she said with a giggle. Philip looked at the walking tattoo display that was ambling over toward them, still on the phone, and then back to. "Yes," I murmured."Sorry can't hear you," she chided."Yes," I want you to beg you little slut, beg for cock." Please, fuck me with your big cock," I groaned."That's better," she laughed.Crystal took the head of the rubber cock and pushed it against my tight opening. I'd had things in there before, anal beads, butt plugs and the like but this was a different proposition altogether. I let out a gasp as the head popped inside of me. Crystal held it there for a few moments and slathered it in lube. We walk in, I grab you and push you against the door. Kissing you hard, my hands grad yours and put them above your head stopping you from moving. I move my kisses from your lips to your ear lobe, lightly nibbling in the process. You start to moan and your lips are right by my ear, revving me up further. I start to slowly and lightly move down your neck, my lips gently brushing your skin, occasionally nibbling you. You start to writhe against the door as I continue to kiss your neck. You start.