. Cigarette smoke wafted its way through the carriage. A middle-aged Viet in high-riding blue jeans, a white “same same” t-shirt and shiny leather...shoes poked his head into the space between the cars, coffin nail dangling from his lips.Disinterested rail employees in blue uniforms sold snacks and water, and without any hint of irony, a hammer and sickle were embroidered on their carts’ moneybags.One train employee sat in the seat next to me for a time, watching a historical drama set in Nguyen. It seemed like the years had rolled away and we were teenagers again, in each other's arms. Gradually, she came around."Where can we go?" she asked. "I'm not thinking very well." My car is outside," I said quietly, still holding her. "We can sit in that and maybe we can find out what happened to us."She nodded silently and I led her toward the main entrance and the parking area. The fresh air seemed to bring her around but she continued to hold my arm for support. We walked slowly and silently. After some searching I found it and began rubbing it woth my index finger driving her to a bigger climax."OHHHHHHHHHHHH YESSSSSSSSSS FUCK ME IT FEELS SO GOOD"her body began thrashing with pleasure and her hands clenched the dovet and her mouth opened in a wordless scream as her body shuddered from such an intense orgasm. she lay there exhausted for a moment but quickly sat up and had a longing look in her eyes. I instantly knew what she wanted and grabbed a condom from my trouser pocket."No". Without a word, the woman Amanda knew as Mistress fastened the collar around her neck, locking it into place."Now, 1, you have pleased us with your performance here. You made your sister here cum and that means you aren't going to be whupped. However, your sister there isn't going to be as fortunate. She's going to learn firsthand not to disappoint us."Ray smiled, listening to Cassandra's renewed sobs. Both young blondes were gorgeous, being bound in a '69' position and glistening from their.