Sliding into him was easy, his hole was so ready. Soon my groin was pressed hard against his ass, his dense coarse hair scratching me, his hard globes...resilient against my pressure. My softer body luxuriated in the resistance of his scrawny angles and the unyielding strength of his torso. But we didn’t last long. His body was at first trembling, sending little pulse shock waves up my dick, then his ass muscles began to pulsate, stroking my dick, sucking the orgasm from me. Even as a bottom,. God I was so horny. I turned around to look at him and noticed that he had his pants down already. I didn't want him to fuck me yet because I wanted to suck both of their dicks at the same time. I motioned back to Steve not to stick his dick in my ass yet and he said, "Don't worry, I'm not gonna hammer away on your sweet ass yet." But he did hold up a dildo that he was gonna use. Right about then, I felt Steve insert the dildo in my ass. It was smaller than either one of them but the initial. She put off the main light and switched on the night lamp. She asked me to down the shutters to the windows.I did so and she sat close to me. I could see her silky body and the atmosphere made me hot. She bent own to take the water bottle and her pallu slipped down, revealing her luscious tits. She saw me looking at her and adjusted her pallu to its position. She emptied almost half of the bottle. The train was now moving at a steady speed and the darkness and the cool air through the window. They were atypical in another very important aspect, though. All three bore the same taint that those she hunted did, the very selfsame texture of corrupted soul and mind she had come to associate with her own quarry. Though she knew these weren't ones who had directly wronged her former self. Not that it mattered to her. They were targets for her rage to expend itself on, for her sense of personal violation to ravage in response, and most importantly, a focus for the hatred that so.