His moans are the sexiest thing to me. Nothing makes me happier than pleasing my Master and he knows it. The perfect present. But that wasn't all that...there was to his gift.Abruptly my Master pulls my head up and I gasp. A thick trail of saliva connects my tongue to the head of his cock. Maybe not only saliva judging by the salty taste. I lick it up all the same as I look up at him. He reaches his hands down to take mine and pulls me onto his lap. Wearing a jean skirt and white panties, I can. Rodney insisted on them sitting on the platform legs akimbo, while he took a few shots, much to the joy of a shunter coupling up coaches at track level which allowed him a good view from platform height. Mothers smile as he was caught eying her delights, had him scuttling away red of face. They boarded the train her back to the engine and were soon riding along in an excellent carriage, the lovely Dorset countryside passing at a reasonable rate, Ellen sitting on a seat-end mother sitting. Carmen liked and enjoyed the power her wonderful arse gave her over him, and also enjoyed being fucked from behind and the noise he made slamming into the twin orbs of her arse as he plunged in and out of her with his erection.Often mid way through this, Ron would fantasise aloud to her that, “Some one should be watching this.”Carmen often wondered if he really meant it or was just fantasising aloud, and also wondered how she would react given the opportunity.As Ron went to the bar to order a. His voiced cracked. The one beside him knew there were tears in his eyes as he bowed his head and managed to reply,"We're getting through it."It hurt to see another bring him to tears. She wondered at the emotion this lovely brought from her man. He and the other continued to talk. She sat and listened to her name fall sweetly from his lips. At that moment, she wondered why he was with her. She'd figured a long time a go, everybody deserves one that brings emotion. Another Friday. She watched.