I moved my finger onto her asshole and she arched her back and took a deep breath. I only moved it around the outside and didn’t press it into her b...cause I could tell this was new for her. I could tell she was afraid. This only made me more excited. I slowly moved my finger over her little button hole and the poor girl wiggled and kicked like she had a thousand bees inside her. I kept my finger on her asshole and I dove into her sweet silky wetness. My tongue explored every inch that I could. Then slowly moved to my balls,squeezing and rubbing them most of the show. I was hot so we went to her place. I knew she shared it with some other girls from the collage, but if we didn't make to much noise we could fuck allnight. When we got there she led me to the basement were the game room is. I wasted no time and we were nude in a flash. She said I owed her for what happened on the beach.I agreed and asked what she wanted me to do to make up for it? She said she wantedto tie my. I had been there eating my freshly bought Subway sandwich, when he came out and approached me, he had a cup in his hand, which turned out to be freshly brewed coffee, and offered it to me.'Thought you could do with this', he said in soft dulcet overtones, quite disarming and charming. I reached out and took the cup, sipping it after raising it to my lips. I could taste the brandy and smell its strength, 'Is it brandy or coffee?', I queried, before taking another sip, he sat beside me, smiling. This would prove to be a fatal mistake.He was relaxing, as he knew the response would be to have the Amtrak train wait, perhaps even a long time, for the freight to pass in front of it. There was no way that the Espee would give the Sunset Limited priority over pretty much any train, let alone a hot-shot. Doubly so given that this train must have been several days late to even be here. It made no sense.“Amtrak 1, this is dispatch, go ahead.”He laughed because he had heard Espee mishandle Amtrak.