So he grabbed the bag a put it back up on the rack...he turned back to me and smiled and sat in his seat so I could continue on my quest. Later he tol... me as I passed him he was checking me out. Anyway I found the bar car and the dining car and got to my relaxation and adventure. The food was good and we were off. I spent most of my first hours watching the world go by in my sleeper once again money well spent. Around about 9:00 I decided to hit the bar car to see what was going on since it was. ..... I slowly started to open my eyes .. and to try to focus them ...... Standing above me was Paul, the boy that had opened the door when I first arrived and another guy still dripping cum from his dick "You OK"? ......... Yes ........... "This is Chris, my friend." ......... Hi ! ......... I was being released and I stood up.Where has everybody gone ?............... "Everybody ?Who everybody? Who ? ........... there are only us three here !"I was re-focusing, still dripping with cum and. It was a little backpack. And it was just within reach without me getting up."We're gonna have to be careful. I could feel you pumping me. That's a gallon. And I was flooding. Another gallon." She fished a wad of tissue out of the bag. "When I raise up, plug me so I don't leak!" Giggle. She raised up. My dick fell out of heaven with an audible plop and I pushed the wad of tissues into the pink mound I'd just vacated. She put her hand down there, holding the towels, sopping the result of our. Henceforth, my name is John Patrick Rogers, born to North America of Earth, and bound to the Maltorl clan of Craxill." He cleverly adjusted the phrasing, remembering that I'd asserted that I was already bonded to Rillnam.Still clasping his hand, I said, "John, a part of you will always be a part of me, and a part of me will always be a part of you. Though our hands now part, our souls remain joined. We stand as one before our ancestors, our clans, our families, and our friends."Tonrath repeated.