Father poured tea for me.“Good morning, Mum”, I said. “Thank you so much for everything.”“You’re welcome. It was the least I could do to h...lp. I understand how hard that must have been.”I doubted it. I sipped some tea and hissed. Too hot. While it cooled, I buttered some toast and began to eat.“Does he know everything?” I said.“I’ve been informed”, said Father. “I regret you both had to go through that.”“Well, you were right about her”, I said. “Thanks for helping me see the logic. I don’t even. For this alone I am so grateful. You need to know, I have not had a mans tongue touch me there in about 2 years. This alone would have been enough for me.I'm panting after I don't know how many climax's when I say "69?". I mean, I have to get close up to that obscenely huge cock. I'm sitting firmly on Joes chin picking this cock up with both hands. By far it's the meatiest thickest cock I've ever touched. I start to work my tongue around the head and the foreskin pulls back behind the. She was seeing me through the window.I went to my seat, and this lady was sitting 1 compartment beyond my compartment, facing me. I saw her for some time, and she was continuously looking at me. She was a sexy looking bhabhi. 5ft 3in, fair, chubby cheeks, boobs at least 34, wearing saaree. We started eyeing each other. I’m not a very handsome guy, but decent enough. 5ft 6in height. I did not know with whom she was travelling, so was little scared.I got up from my seat, crossed her and went to. His hand slides up the inside of my thigh, parting my legs, his smile tells me he is pleased to find me soaking wet. He slides a finger inside causing me to squirm. I feel eyes locked on us, I pick up the wine and start to drink, a little too fast for his liking. “Slow down baby girl, I want you calm not drunk.” “I’m sorry Sir, doesn’t it upset you that they are staring.” “No baby girl, not at all. I know who you will be leaving with, they can look all they want.” He pulls his finger from my.