Lauren had known the answer to the question the previous evening, but it escaped her now.An hour later, and forty minutes late, the great grey hulk of...the train pulled into the station, steam billowing from the mighty pistons. Lauren felt the heat of the massive boiler on her face as it passed her, the stack spewing clouds of dark smoke that wafted down towards the platform. She was reminded of the film where someone ran alongside a steam train, waving good-bye romantically. Casablanca, she. I was very pleasantly surprised when I started to ever so slowly push the dildo in my ass further up inside because it was now feeling perfect. In fact as every millimeter went in it seemed to add extra intensity to the pleasure.It wasn't so much the feeling up inside my ass but the sensation of something going inwards through my sphincter that was magic. Especially as the length of the thing allowed this to go on and on and on (at least compared to my fingers). My ass at this point was feeling. You want me to win, don’t you? You always do.”Madison had been fighting her urges to moan, to beg, to give him what he wanted. She hated him in that moment, his smugness clear in his voice and in each thrust. He was right and they both knew it. Her submissive nature screamed at her to submit to him and yet just as loudly her pride wouldn't let her. She was so focused on her internal struggle that the grip on the belt loosened and her lips parted in an exasperated sigh as it slipped through her. We set of at 10 am, walking at a leisurely pace, to arrive there around 12. During the walk, I learned that she was in her last year of high school and next year she’ll be going to college for a degree in astrophysics. Since little, she told me, she had been fascinated with the stars and planets and how they worked. No she did not have a boyfriend yet, I learned. She was working on that. I had to smile upon learning that. However, what had happened between us last night never came up.The cabin.