The company that was handling this was based in London and I had some more paperwork that they needed to assist the visa application.I purchased my ti...ket, waiting on the platform of the village station there was nothing to take my interest the train pulled in and I got on board and took the first available seat it was not to busy, It was a newer type electric train were the seats face each other and there is a small table between the seats. The table was fixed at one end to the wall with a. I slowly opened the door, and timidly walked down the corridor to the lounge. I noticed the man with his cock hanging out sitting on a chair watching a tranny being fucked. His cock was erect. His tool was about 6 inches, slim, and uncut. I turned to look at the progression of the tranny being fucked. She was on top and her cock and balls were madly flopping about.So I thought to myself, time to do it. I turned round and went over to him. I bent over, pulled the foreskin down on his cock and. I guess you want an explanation, huh? I'm Portia, and if you didn't guess already, I'm an angel", she explained. By this point Joe had his voice back."B-but why are you here?", he asked, fully believing she was an angel."I was getting to that. Every few months, God has this little game where he has one of us female angels challenge a mortal to a game, in the which if they win, they get special powers and the angel as their personal slave", she told him, and he was shocked. Was he picked for. ” Bobby elected to just lay there on the floor, staring up at her. “Glad you’re so pleased,” he said, this time only half as intimidated by her. “You know, I’ve been performing these…crazy…acts for you, and I don’t even know your name.” The statuesque woman bent her knees, slowly lowering herself down toward him, saying, “In your language, I am called Xynthia, and I am what you might call…a demoness.” Somehow, Bobby wasn’t surprised in the slightest to hear this, who else but an agent of some.