I did buy a first-class ticket so that I would get a cushioned place to sit. The second-class seats were plain wood, and I was not looking to travelin... over a hundred miles on one of them, much less trying to sleep on one.I climbed aboard and found a seat that I did not have to share. I was facing toward the engine and was looking out the window. I guess I had as good a seat as you could hope for if what you wanted to do was look at scenery. Frankly, I did get damned tired of looking at the. Tho ma us ka booba jor 2 sa dabana lagha .pir mana us ka pazama nikal dea princy na nicha panty nahi phani the ,us ki choot pa thora 2 sunara bal tha tho ma us ki jatho pa hat parna lagha or pir us ko bad pa patak ka dono jangha chori kar de ,tho us ka choot ka lips kul gaya ,tho ma apna moo mari saghi bhan ki choot pa rak dea or chatna lagha .i- sali rand tari choot tho bhot garam ho rahi ha us ko ma chat 2 ka or chood 2 ka tandhi kar dugha madhi-oh bhai kuch bhi karo aaj sa ma apki rand hu. What were you.. er… thinking about while you were doing this? What were you imagining?” I was shocked to hear this i wondered if she really meant what she said, then i gained some courage. “I.. I was thinking about you.”I now was looking into her eyes as i said this. I’m sure she might have been aroused by my sudden confidence as well as the situation and also because i was enough mature and well built to give a satisfaction. “What exactly were you thinking about.. Me?” I now got enough. I did the same to her. Her shirt was torn open, exposing her beautiful breasts begging to be released from her bra. Becca took off her bra in no time.My hands held onto Becca’s hips as we continued to fuck. Her legs wrapped around my waist and her freshly manicured nails dug into my back. The more her nails dug in me, the more turned on I got and as a result, I thrust myself into Becca’s wet, invitingly tight sex. Becca begged for more. Even though we were fucking like bunnies, I still.