..two inches.....I couldn't breath!.....I felt like gagging! Here I was with seven inches of love muscle in my mouth and throat. I couldn't give up no...! So breathing through my nose I pushed the rest in until my lips were touching the hard ball sack. I couldn't believe it! I had just deep throated something almost nine inches long! Slowly I pulled my head back. Feeling it slide out of my throat and over my tongue. Holding the head in my mouth, spit falling from my mouth in long strands I. Now I moved out of the compartment to the passage seat where the elderly lady was sitting so that I can have a eye to eye contact with her. We kept having eye to eye contact intermittently. I noticed she was chewing something slowly and later realized she was chewing paan (betel leaf). Now Bengali women love to eat paan and I have a fetish for these kind of women as it increases my lust.After an hour or so we reached Plassey wherein half of the coach got emptied and luckily for me the seat. I hadn’t even realized the music had changed until I heard a voice near my head. “Ladies, I think you need to share this fine piece of ass.” I looked up to see a beautiful woman with auburn hair and green eyes. The outfit that she barely wore showed more than it covered. Her short black skirt started right at her hip bones and ended just below her ass. Her top, if you can call it that, was one piece of material. It was a strip across her back, coming around the front, criss crossing over her. I'm not sure if she was baiting me or was just not simply aware of the fact that she was exposed but she caught me staring."Hunny, can you pass me the salt?" instead of closing her legs, she spread them even further apart. She was obviously teasing me and loved how I was not ashamed of looking. My cock was fully erect and started to hurt, wanting to get out of the boxers."Yes ofcourse" I replied in a low voice as I stood up slightly to grab the salt bottle, letting my mom see my situation down.