I was married at that time but was separated from wife for sometime. i did not have the habit of visiting prostitutes and i did not believe in spendin... money for sex. So I was horny.Ok, this horny guy, that is me, was travelling from Kerala to Chennai. I boarded the train from Trichur in the night train and it was a First class compartment of four berths. Yes, there was first class compartments, those days. Around 9 pm, the reached the next station,palakkad and a couple got in. The man was. Finding it impossible to sleep, I decided to take a walk down the beach and perhaps take a dip in the ocean. The night air had a slight chill, but the sand was still warm on my feet and it felt good to be doing something. The breeze off the water, the sound of the waves, all had a relaxing effect. I could see the lights from houses far up the dunes, and wondered what the occupants were like, what they were doing. I could hear the sounds of a party much further down the beach, and continued. ..how does it make you feel?" "It smells like a mixture of the ocean , being on the rag, sweat, and Chanel No. 5 LOL" It was true that she'd spritzed some Chanel down into her jeans before going to the club. It wasn't her favorite perfume, just what she happened to have around at the time. She'd just finished her period and still had a little leftover bit of funk that she hoped the Chanel would cancel out.Jen's honest description had made her hotter than hell. She felt her clit starting. " No use," she called back to him after a few moments spent fiddling with the set. "Too much static. Must be a thunderstorm someplace close by. I'll keep on trying, but we're pretty far out anyway."The entire herd was up and moving, reacting as one to some unseen threat. The nearest animals were already trotting, clouds of dust rising thickly behind them. The buffalo were moving faster now, their hooves pounding out a more urgent rhythm. Tiny antelope could be seen bounding swiftly away, while.