I prayed, "Please God, don't let me get an erection." Epic failure! I tried, without success, to push it back under the robe, praying Mary Alice did n...t notice, but she did. "Nice piece of equipment you have there, Johnny, let me see it." She reached across quickly, ripping the robe open, exposing my whole body. "Holy crap! You are hung like one of your dad's prize bulls." I was glowing bright red, no need for lights to be on, I lit up the whole room. "Sorry, Miz McKinnon. Are my clothes dry? I. The book is Pyramids. And Ptraci is the queen of Djelibeybi. And if Terry Pratchett does it, it's good enough for me."Bayli looked shocked. "She reads Pratchett?"Cindy touched me like I was her little sister. "She does. And obviously she remembers what she reads." I'm so sorry, Terri. I thought they were exaggerating," Bayli said."That's okay, Bayli," I said. "I understand." Cindy," Bayli said, "You're bad enough, but everybody's sort of getting used to you. I didn't know about Terri." She. I was now lying on my back with my husband's face between my legs and Jim licking my breasts. Then it happened. The one moment that changed our sex lives for infinity. Steve had moved forward and was kissing my left breast with Jim on my right. Jim made the first move and began to kiss my extended tongue. His left hand playing with my very wet cunt. Steve unknowingly also moved his right hand to my cunt and found Jim's fingers inside my pussy. I could feel how Jim expertly caressed Steve's. Corbett about the sexuality of trains... Diary of Arthur CorbettAboard the American-Orient Express9 p.m. Sunday, near SeattleWe glided out of the station just before 6 this evening. John had already left for home when I boarded, a bit flustered by my comments about trains, the poor fellow.I situated my things in my compartment and was just going to sit and rest a bit when the steward came through, ringing the chimes for the evening soiree. Recalling the rules of the journey, I dressed in a.