He had a handsome square face with short dark blond hair and blue eyes. I presumptuously concluded that he was of Eastern European extraction. For the...duration of our journey, we constantly exchanged glances before he alighted at the penultimate station.Once the train started moving off, he gave me a lovely smile as we passed by him on the platform.The following evening, the same scenario played itself out. Once he was seated he smiled and said, “Looks like you and I have the same. Amelia watched the myriad of expressions pass over Victoria’s face. Pleased that her new friend was more angry than hurt, Amelia further stoked the fire. ‘How about a nice bath? Then, a stroll through the park? It’ll do you good,’ Amelia said. ‘No…I’m suddenly not in the mood,’ Victoria grumbled. ‘Please,’ Amelia pleaded. The lovely Italian woman looked so innocent and needy that Victoria’s anger melted, and she agreed. What she didn’t know was that she had just played right into Amelia’s. Tasting the salty precum, I looked up at you and smiled before running my tongue along your shaft from the base to the tip. I hollowed my cheeks and pursed my lips, taking your hard cock into my mouth, hungrily bobbing up and down on it. My hand followed my mouth, gripping your hard shaft whilst my hot, wet, mouth worked up and down. You gripped my hair at the back of my head pulling it tight. "Slow...Down," you gasped. I could sense that if I didn't slow up or change what I was doing you. I also cut open the drakes to get the stones. When I was done I reloaded the double rifle and slipped into the forest and headed east.The bones in my right hand ached and so did the wrist and forearm. The sun was on the horizon when I walked out and headed to our positions. A sergeant frowned when he saw me, “where is your unit?”I smiled, “we work alone.”He snorted, “no one works alone in Hell.”I removed my pack and gestured and he came closer and looked in when I opened it. He stared and then.