As they started to ejaculate, Diane once again began her own pussy play.Suddenly, she reached over and his the pause button. "I need something inside ...e besides my fingers," She mumbled aloud as she shakily stood up. Walking to the kitchen, she pulled her halter over her head and allowed it to fall to the floor. Standing in the doorway she paused to reflect. "What can I use for a fake cock?"Then thinking of the pictures upstairs in Travis' room, she remembered the vegetables."Yes, that'll. “I wouldn’t want you to cut yourself.” Now wanting to play, Gail squatted down, took my cock in both hands, and proceeded to slide my now fully erect member into her warm mouth. “If you don’t stop,” I said, “we are going to miss lunch.” She stopped sucking and licking long enough to say, “So, we miss lunch.” “We need to get out of the room for at least a few minutes so the room can be cleaned and the beds made, and you may want to pick up and hide a few things,” I reminded her. “Alright,”. Then he turned around with his back facing me. I didn’t quite know what was up, until I noticed that he was pushing the back of his pants down, something that only I could see. That made me come up really close behind him and push my hand into the back of his pants. I groped his nice smooth bubble ass and ran my finger down his crack while he reached back and felt up my cock in my pants. That got my 8-inches really hard. Come on in, I whispered to him, and we slipped into the booth. He pulled. The train pulled out to continue its southbound odyssey. I went to the Cross Country Cafe. Waited meal service had stopped, but there were a lot of options still on the All-Day menu. However, after some sad puppy eyes, the attendant and chef agreed to make me a "Garlic Marinated Flat Iron Steak". It wasn't cheap, but who cares?I ordered it with a double Jim Beam on the rocks. Like I told you, I'm a tomboy. I don't like the dainty drinks. When my meal was ready, the attendant even had the class.