Phir didi ne dhire se towel ko khol diya aur apani kamar pe bandh liya .jese hi didi ne upar se towel khola to do bade aur milky white thode niche lat...k te boobs bilkul khuli hawa me didi ki chest par jool rahe they aur didi ka nippal choclate color sa poore boobs ke top pe spred tha.mene didi ke etane bade nippals soche bhi na they.Phir didi ne apani carry bag se nivya cold creem nikal ne ke bad apane chahere aur hathope rub karne lage.creem rub karte samay didi ke dark big choclate nippal. 'No. No. OK. OK. I'm sorry. That was stupid of me. I shouldn't have tried that. I'm sorry, just don't shoot me.' I knew what she meant. She meant she shouldn't have tried and failed. That's what she was really about. 'So hurry up and shut the fuck up and lie flat.' I watched every crease and stretch of her clothes as she got down to obey. Her ass was up like a mountain to be climbed and mounted and her chest squished flat and out to the sides. I had to take my own. He was good looking as far as guys went, in a Harrison Ford kind of way. But every week I continued to reject him. Then one Friday it happened, Sandra and I had a big fight again because she wanted me to go with her and some friends to a party. She was furious with me when I refused to call in sick for the night at my 'bakery' job. After she stormed off, I got ready for work as usual, donning my feminine persona for The Fifth Wheel. At roughly 11:30 pm I noticed a group of college k**s come in. So I lost hope. Train was going ahead and then I broke the ice and started talking to her. She told me the reason for rush and all and where she is heading etc. She went her hometown to send her son as its vacation and she is coming back to the place her hubby works.So, we were bit comfortable and occasional touches happened in between. She was heading to a stop which was 2 stops after Kannur. I tried in between and she was also moving her legs in between. Finally the train reached Kannur and.