He told me he and Mary had been childhood friends. Mary looked confused, but she was very nice as we chatted a little before we continued on to the t...ain.Leon laughed as we left, and when I asked him what he was laughing at, he told me when he got back, Mary would be interrogating him. I could see from her eyes she had plenty of questions.As we got to the train station, Leon sat with me until my train came. As I walked to the door, I turned and kissed Leon before I entered the train. I sat. The hem reached her mid thighs. Her small round breasts were squeezed tight by the T and her nipples were clearly defined and straining to break free. Obviously there was no bra. The 32 size breasts looked exquisite. Her waist was exposed and her navel was staring at me. Her bare thighs were shining and her ass was well defined by the skirt. Frilly white socks and sneakers covered her tiny ankles and feet. I was breathless and already hardening inside my black cotton shorts. My black shirt was. I was looking straight into my eyes. My love for my wife was on maximum on that day but the lust to watch her getting fucked by two BBCs took over my love.Moving ahead, both wolli and mave started to press the boobs of my wife. She moaned and started to unhook the pants. Both the pants went down at once and both of us were in shock. Their cocks were around 9.5″ long and 3″ thick both.My wife was happy and tensed at the same time and I was already thinking of those two rods inside my wife’s. The rest of his shirt hung like a bathrobe and his underwear elastic was barely hanging onto his hips having tried to follow the pants."The Marble!" Jason realized. "Kelly... what did..." Jason cleared his throat and tried again. "What did...What..." Clearing his voice didn't help. It kept coming out soprano."Do you need any help in there?" Kelly said opening the door a crack and peering in.Jason looked up at Kelly's face peering inside. "This is not funny! What's the idea?" You complained that.