I glanced over at my husband and he had his cock out of his shorts. He was slowly stroking the considerable length of his shaft and sometimes gently r...bbing his thumb over the head. It was nice to know that he was enjoying the show.I continued moving forward until my lips barely brushed hers. Now that they weren’t clamped against mine, I could feel that they were as soft as they looked. I sat up just enough to look into her eyes and saw an animalistic fire in them. What a turn on! My pussy was. The father in him wanted to scold her, but his cock was doing most of his thinking these days. He was half tempted to tell her to take off her skintight jeans so he could see if her panties were also filled with cum stains. It was pretty obvious she had participated in a gang-bang and had loved every minute of it. He decided a mild scolding was the best course of action."Wendy, you look like a mess and smell like a brewery. You're lucky your mother is asleep. What the heck have you been up. "Yes, Mistress it was." I replied, recalling the train ride that broughtme to where I am now.I had boarded the train at the beginning of the line in Connecticut. Itwas a weekday afternoon so it wasn't terribly busy at the station, butthe people that were there were definitely surprised seeing a guy alldressed in vinyl standing on the platform waiting for the train toarrive. I turned quite a few heads walking from the ticket counter tothe train platform. A few of the younger people let loose. Her round breasts flop around as her dark cunt repeatedly smothers my shaft. Admiring the strong tendons in the round upper thighs, legs spread wide with dark muff in between, and the lips wrapped and moving on my shaft, and listening to Tanya and Jennifer moaning, drives me wild with lust.Tanya turns to a reverse cowgirl and guides my purple cock, wet with our combined pre-cum, back into her muff. Her round, bright white ass-cheeks and wet pussy lips furiously pump on my shaft. I spank her.