I could see the bulgegrowing in his jeans. He leaned over and whispered to me about how much I was turning him on. I was eating it up.I had a feelin... this would get us going again for more play, and it was working just fine. My pussy was so wet.And the scent of my pussy was so strong, it's a wonder the whole restaurant was not smelling it. I squeezed mylegs together and could feel the heat and wet. I wanted his cock so bad right now and I could tell he was readyfor more. We sat there when. This also was only the second time i rode the train alone, and i was a bit scared as well as excited. As soon as we were underway and everything was in order, i headed for the lounge car. That was always my favorate part of the train. Lots of big windows to check out the views. It was also the place that riders go to smoke cigs and drink booze. It was at this place that i met Hector and Jesus. I was kicking back relaxing when i noticed both those men looking at me from across the lounge. They. . the bodies would never be identified. It was doubtful that anyone would come forward with a claim. Did they do that?Nope.They sent the divers down to patch the through hulls and towed the boat to Eilot, Israel ... at the very tippy end of the Gulf of Aqaba.Why there?Djibouti, Djibouti, wouldn’t have them, Massawa, Eritrea, refused entry, they didn’t try Port Sudan ... too many of the recreational boats needed to provision and refuel, Jeddah, Iran, held the bodies were an abomination before. I tried to grab the curtain to cover myself, but before I could he stepped in and pushed me against the shower wall. He grabbed my hands and tied them with the cord, pushing my hands above my head. I felt his free hand squeeze my ass and wonder to my tits. “Shhhh sis, don’t want the neighbors to hear.” He said. “Stop!! Please stop!” I cried. I felt his hands at my thighs, he forced them apart and slipped his fingers inside me while I begged for him to stop. “Stop, PLEASE!” I said through.