There aren’t a lot of people in 1st class and I wait till everyone’s asleep before I bed down.My berth is in between the girls and now I lower the...screen between Donna and I. On the expectation of hot weather she has worn a lovely flowing summer dress. This has ridden up and has exposed her milky thighs, the globes of her delectable ass are clearly visible and I tentatively stretch out my hand. I can’t resist touching her ass and I cop a feel of it. My heart is racing partly in fear and partly. She was always dressedbusiness like and her job was very demanding of her time. She neverobjected to Mrs. Brown's methods of correcting a young boys behaviorwhich meant I had no alias which made me obedient and submissive toboth women.My best friend was a girl named Carol Baker. She was our nabour, shealways intrigued me because she was what you'd call a girly girl. Shealways wore dresses and petticoats. Her mother also wore dresses andnylons high heels everyday, she reminded me of Donna Reed. Keeping a firm grip on my curly blond hair with one hand, he reached with the other one and opened my corset…My boobs sprang free, with my nipples very hardened.I yelped again and squirmed; this time stopping my fingering. The bald guy spiked a brow at me. So, biting my lip, I started again, this time, moving two fingers in and out of my hot cunt…The bartender yanked back on my hair again to arch my back, his greedy little fingers moving to pinch my hard nipples hard as he leaned in to bite at. Sebastian's hands went to her bottom, stroking it. Sakura sighed contentedly and reached for his fly."Whoa," said Sebastian, "It's already too cold for that and it's just going to get colder."Sakura pouted and pulled her hand away, "You're no fun today." Oh, yeah?" asked Sebastian. He spun her so that she was laying with her shoulders on his lap. His hand slid down her body, undoing the top button of her pants. Then, he slid it inside."I thought you said..." Sakura started to protest. But,.