I could see his ass clenching as he shot his second load of the night, into my wife's pussy. The two of them collapsed onto the bed and my wife nestle... against him, , turning her head and kissing him over her shoulder as they panted. Then I heard her say she had to be getting back to her own bed. I rushed back to our room and stripped, freeing my aching hard-on. Then I lay on the bed and waited for her. A few minutes later she came in and saw me waiting. Giving a little laugh she climbed onto. Now this carriage is filled only with men, no woman and the other carriages seemed to be blocked up. You stand up against the door and simply there. You feel as the train moves away, someone rubbing against you. You feel someone groping you, but you let it slide. I breathe down your neck and press myself against you. Your breasts against the glass. The train keeps going not stopping at all. You feel my hands around your breasts, but you notice another set. By this time, you have been turned. "She looked up at me and grinned, "And I fell for it, after all the yearsI've been helping trannies and got to know what they will say or do, thetricks they can play, you come out with a story like this and I believedyou, I'm losing my touch. Now go on and tell me what really happened."So I did but she kept asking questions and then opened her briefcase,took out a notebook and started jotting things down. "Why are you makingnotes, not going to post this on Facebook are you?"She shook her. No hair, obviously, but the feeling of the material was very sensual. I remember the first time trying to push it in and getting absolutely nowhere. I was slapping so much lubricant on everything that it became hard to keep a grip on the damn thing. I was thinking help - what’s a girl to do?The real trick is perseverance. I just kept on trying. I also bought an inflatable butt plug. Not too sure if this really helped but it was fun as a practice trainer. I just kept on trying and trying and.