So let us come to the story now. It was around February last year I was coming to Noida back from my hometown. I had pre-planned the trip and had seat...in 3 rd AC Jhelum Express. I board the train in the night and somewhere around next morning the three people in my compartment left before Agra. And a couple with their small kid boarded at Agra station. I was literally shocked seeing the wife. She was the best milf I have ever seen. Her height was around 5 feet 6 inch. She was dusky and healthy. Tonight he had every intention of finding out. Slowly he kissed his way down her neck, her head tilting back as she sighed softly, giving him better access to her delicate throat. Kissing and nibbling, he moved slowly over the exposed flesh that warmed under the touch of his lips, following a hidden trail that would lead him to the inviting valley between her breasts. A gentle hand lifted to fondle her ample breast through her dress, teasing and caressing her erect nipple against the fabric. He worked with great accuracy for the longest time. It was just right. Maybe I was numb, but all it did was relax me and make my pussy throb. It was amazing. Finally it stopped and I felt him sit down on the side of the bed. His warm hands caressed all over my back and he whispered that I had beautiful skin. He said he hoped I enjoyed my flogging and I breathed that I did. "It's time to join the others. Roll towards me and I'll carry you." He picked me up in those large warm hands and carried. Unbuckle my belt. Pull my trousers apart and my boxers down. Easing my erect cock gently out from its restricted space. One hand clasped around its base pulling down the foreskin. Her mouth taking in just my swollen head. Her lips rocking over my head. Her hand rubbing up and down at the base. The other hand cupping my balls and gently caressing them. Her lips every now and again running further down my shaft. Quickly bringing me to orgasm and filling her mouth with my cum. Or could he be.