"Wow," Jill said, "That's all I can say." I know how you feel," George admitted, "But keep in mind that these trains don't hold a candle to the best t...ains that ran before Amtrak itself. My dad told me stories about the Super Chief that he ran and how it survived past Amtrak. Amtrak called the coach section of the train the El Captain and the sleeper section the Super Chief and he told me that when the load permitted, they'd be ran in separate sections." Even in the early days," he continued,. What the fuck? It took me a second before I realized the metal thing was attached to me! I whipped the covers off my bed and my eyes shot open.I looked down and between my legs, was a steel device locked around my cock and balls! A million thoughts quickly screamed through my head: Who put it there? Did I? Why? How? Can I get it off my fucking body?I gently gave it a tug, but I could quickly tell that it would not be removed this way. Two metal bars kept the device secure: one behind my. She started jerking me a little harder, lips smacking around my shaft as she closed her eyes and lost herself in the sexy act.I knew from experience that Jo was all too happy to swallow, but that wasn't really what I had in mind. Gasping as my cock started to throb, I reached down to entwine my fingers in her long hair, pulling her off me quite roughly. She gave a small cry of pain as I yanked her into a sitting position, then gave me another one of those lingering looks, equal parts tenderness. "It's no one's fault... Certainly isn't yours," he says, his eyes boring into mine. "I know," I say, quietly, still keeping eye contact. "But I wish I could help you somehow." We stare at each other, the intensity in our gaze creates an electric current in the air, making everything tense. He leans in towards me and I meet him halfway, our lips colliding. The passion takes over us, then. His hand wraps and curls itself into my dark brown hair and his other hand falls to my waist, pulling me.