" That's good, too, Michelle, that bikini gets me hard too. See?" he said as he held his penis out to me."Disgusting," I murmured.I closed my eyes for...a few minutes, then thought I'd take a peek. Looking over, there he was stretched out, his fist around his dick masturbating."Holy crap, Joey, what's gotten into you?" You look so hot, Sis, you just turn me on all the time," he said as he stroked up and down."You're gonna get in a lot of trouble for this."He didn't stop, he just kept going and,. I mewled in protest but both of the men suckling my tits rose and spoke. What they discussed I wasn't sure but as they moved my eyes met one of the passengers'.They smiled and I smiled too. Albeit, I'm sure for different reasons. The gap closed again as more boarded the train.I was suddenly shoved down, bent in half. Assaulted by the sudden presence of their cocks in my face. The first spoke in sharp chinese. I understood despite the language barrier and took his cock into my mouth. I could. I said “I don’t know, I don’t know” and began to squirm out from under him when Roger stood saying, “He already opened you up, take his cock now.” With that, Paul pulled me to my knees, pressed the head of his slippery cock against my opening and pushed himself inside me as he gripped tightly around my hips. I closed my eyes as a wave of pain radiated through me only to open them and see Roger’s huge cock just inches from my face. He put his hands on the back of my head and guided his dick. I could barely breathe; my face was hot, but that space between my legs was hotter. I hadn't touched myself there, not in a long time, not since my father had barged in one day and caught me with my hand halfway down my pants... But he wasn't here now, he was downstairs, passed out drunk, and the only thing that was here now was Miranda, and the only things that mattered were the sweet moans emanating from her throat and the way her fingers expertly worked her soaking wet pussy, bringing her.