She starts to walk again, grinning as she approaches my truck. I lower my window. She says, "I love Toby Keith's music.”"Well, hop in and listen wit... me."She contemplates that for a second or so. "Sure, why not?” she says, opens the door and gets in. She is wearing high heels, a white blouse and a black skirt which ends mid-thigh. The skirt rises up a fair way as she gets settled. I admire the view. We both listen, not speaking. The song ends and I glance over at her and down at her legs,. I removed her top and saw her boobs locked inside that tight bra. I just jumped on her and started to fondle her boobs and eat them. Then I unhooked her bra. Those big tits, man.Preeti: Eat them fast.I started biting her nipples and sucking her right boob while pressing the order tightly. She loudly moaned and started to dry hump me.Preeti: Apni pant utar.I removed my pants and my underwear.Preeti (excited): Itnaa badha hai tera isko khaa jaungi aaj. (It’s so big, I will eat it today)Me: Khaa. Nipping and grazing while he spread my pussy lips apart.I arch my back, hips dying for more action. Pelvis seeking more friction.Without thought, I move the teddy between my legs.The fluffy fibers of the bear embrace my center, absorb my heat, the texture new and welcoming against my delicate skin. I moan aloud, using my hands to massage him into me. Thinking about Zack grinding on top of me. My knees part farther, abdomen going higher, seeking connection with my late husband through the object. Frigging my pussy, my legs so weak, I have to lean against the assaulter of my breasts, my head goes on to his shoulder. Again I see the woman looking at me, she knows what’s going on, she mouths slut. I am embarrassed and blush, but it also sends shivers of excitement through my body.Suddenly the train, lurches and at the same time the fingers come out of my pussy and one enters my tight, puckered hole, the only thing ever to have gone up there had been my own finger, but he used my own pussy.