I closed my eyes for a period of time and managed to return to a state of relative calm.The passenger train was much more modern than the Union Pacifi... train I had boarded at the train station in Iowa after a transcontinental transit of the entire central portion of the lower forty-eight. I had noticed at the station that there were an assortment of railroad train services going to every nook and cranny of the entire east coast. I had selected the Union Pacific one because it was a slightly. I could see that she was not wearing shorts or a skirt. My cock twitched. I gently tapped on the glass and Sinead stood up instantly and came to the window. Her huge breasts were beautiful shaped in her T-shirt. If I had to guess she was not wearing a bra. She gestured to me to go around the side of the house, to her bedroom window. I did this with a nod to her. I waited for about 2 minutes for her and then the light came on in the room there she was. She was wearing a t shirt and panties, not. For the first time I was able to experience her clenching me with her love canal and begging for more of my cock. I started off slow and eventually began to pound her with no remorse. I held onto her small hips and reached depths that no one had ever reached before. Her juices were covering my cock and I was easily slipping in and out of her tight shaved pussy. I decided to get a little kinky and I smacked her ass.“Ow ooh that felt good! Do it again!” SMACK SMACK “Uhh again again again I love. The boys must have taken a cue from that, because I suddenly felt hands on my body. I opened my eyes and saw Dario standing in front of me, cupping one of my breasts with his hand as he was beating off. I started to push him away, but Roberto came over and forced my hands back onto my pussy. "Come on," he said, "he's never touched a woman before, show him what breasts feel like."I went back to touching myself, as both of them now started fondling me. I went back to my fantasy, and was getting.