I couldn't wait that long. For the first few stops there were people all around me, but the further up country we got, the less people were on the tra...n; so eventually, I was alone. I jumped at this chance and immediately unbuttoned my fly and took out my cock and started to rub it; my cock was rock solid before I even took it out and I honestly thought that I was about to shoot my load as soon as I wrapped my hand around it. I managed to compose myself though and started slowly moving my hand. ‘Aaaarrrrgggghhhh Randy, fuck me now!’ He slams his hardness into me which pushes me against the bed. The bed springs squeak louder with each thrust, echoing throughout the bedroom. My screams of pleasure could be heard over the squeaking and I am sure, out the open window. I reach back and rub my clit as I feel his swollen balls slap against me. Not long after I screamed out. ‘God Randy, I’m cuming!’ The nectar flows out my honey pot, down my inner thighs. Randy has marvelous staying power and. ”“Oh yes. That’s the rule. Well she can talk to a Muslim guy, but actual dating isn’t allowed even then, strictly speaking. She has to be accompanied.”“Oh of course. But you guys ARE allowed ... luckily.” She was smiling at him in a way that was almost suggestive. In fact, was it suggestive?“Oh yes, there are different roles for men and women in Islam.” Mo told her definitely. He was starting to wonder if Mia fancied him, and if so he certainly didn’t want her getting the idea he wasn’t. .. he immediately went to sleep.***The next thing he knew when he opened his eyes was her hands loosening the straps from the bed. She pulled him up and slowly had him stand. She checked the pink rubber uniform he was in... adjusted everything... she left him over to a stool in the middle of the room and sat him down... she then slowly removed the gag and head harness and posture collar... she then went to a drawer and opened it... she took out a rubber hood... examined it, held it up and.