Midway through our conversation the train jerked and I fell forward into you, and was pressed against you as I tried to balance myself. It was then th...t I felt your hard cock pressed against my hip and I glanced up at you, my hands now pressed against your chest, our faces closer than they had ever been. Our eyes locked and I felt a surge of confidence rush through me as I moved one of my hands into your suit jacket and grasped your leather belt, my finger toying with the buckle as I smiled up. They could all hear my laughter from back in the kitchen.During a lull in the afternoon, Pat had me fold up my makeshift tent and my camping gear behind the diner and take it to a little white house just out of sight of the diner. The trail through the trees was wide enough that I could ride the motorcycle though from diner to house, and so I did, parking the bike in the empty carport attached to the house.The little white house sat on a slab, had two small bedrooms, a bathroom, a living room. And i started looking busy.........he came and sat on my desk just inches away from my chair and i could see a bulge in his trousers. Mr D just sat there and i inquired whether he had completed his work......he said it is almost done and just had something important to finish......i was getting wet looking at his bulge and a little hot........it was like one of the fantasies that i had about him so i thought this is the time i can make it real. So i left what i was doing and looked him at him. I couldn’t hold back. All that I could offer was slowness, a gentle but steady progress of my cock into her depths, further and further until she’d swallowed me whole. There was resistance at first from her fresh body, but past that first clasping ring, the fucking was smooth, and endless, and I felt all of her relax as if she’d been stabbed by a powerful drug. Slowly I moved in and out until her bucking recommenced, and I knew that there were no limits, no place deep enough for my pulsing.