It was accented by sharp cries and gasps, but culminated in the same finale of a body-shaking groan that went through my own frame and actually brough... me to one of those sweet and excruciatingly pleasurable orgasms that only I would know about. I had lost count of which track was playing on the CD. I was engrossed in my own thoughts, and all the while watching those beautiful bodies writhing on the siège as they excited and pleasured each other. When they sank between each other’s. Delia said, do you think Im a dyke? I fucked Tom over there twice and I went down on you? Liking both men and women doesnt mean Im a dyke. It just means I like to have fun! Well, when you put it that way, it makes more sense. Its just that what happened last time was so different and I had never ever had such an orgasm Judy admitted. Delia asked, Have you always felt that way? I mean, have you been wanting to be with a woman instead of a man, or did you used to only like getting fucked? Im. ..”Yvonne made no effort to leave and I recognized it was best to chill and not ask too many questions.A lurch and a sputter started the forward movement of the train, I had been seated by her side, she had the window but now changed so I sat opposite her and could also view out the window.The acceleration was slow, the trains were definitely not the latest technology, soon we were moving along at a moderate clip.I glanced over at Yvonne and caught what I thought was the glisten of a salt track. She could have been a porn star—literally; someone once showed you the website “Brittany’s Bod,” and you had to admit that Brittany looked a lot like a younger version of April. She’s tall and leggy, with a pretty, sensual face, full lips, big, well-formed tits, and a tight, round ass, and she has neither doubt nor compunction about how to use any of them. Obviously, that was as much experience as natural talent—she’d had a daughter at 16, after all, so she hadn’t been a virgin for a long.