He was dressed in a suit and tie, and with his dark hair and olive complexion he looked very distinguished. Everyone said they made a handsome couple....Mrs. Marten must have fallen asleep for a while, as she did not hear her husband tell her that he was going to the breakfast car and would be back in about an hour. When she awoke, she noticed a man sitting next to her who was not her husband. She noticed how handsome this man was. He was even more handsome then her husband with his wavy dark. “Kneel,” she whispered, barely audible and yet so full of determination, “and you can taste me.” I felt like a charmed snake when she held out her finger at my waist height, and there was no resisting the compulsion to follow her orders unquestioningly. I sunk to my knees and leaned forward, my eyes riveted to the shiny digit that carried the sweet juice from her folds. We both shuddered in pleasure when my lips wrapped around it and my tongue tasted the musky deliciousness, and she moaned when. The showers were individual ones but in clusters; male and female. Each cluster was round some pallets with limited views from outside the cluster. You could either leave your stuff out on the pallets or take it into the small showers where it would probably get wet. We chose to leave our towels on the pallets and leave the shower door open (we shared one shower).We started remembering things as the cold water washed the dried cum off us. Remembering that we’d been fucked lots of times and. I didn't really know what I was doing but I knew that when I did it my dick would get even harder and start tingling. My bedroom was right next to the bathroom and anyone walking by could see me in my bed. One night when my sister's friend was there I was in bed and was hard as a rock. I wanted her to see my dick so I got on top of the covers in my underwear and tried my best to get her to look. I realized that just laying there she would never stop to see it so I put my hand on it. My fingers.