"What's all this?" he demanded loudly, raising from his chair and confronting Jim. "I'll be damned if I eat with a dirty squaw!" I suggest you step ou... of my way, Mister," Jim answered coldly. "My companion has purchased accommodation for this car. If you disagree with her presence, I suggest you move to another car." I, move to another car? Take that dirty..."He did not finish. The cocked Army Colt pressing into his belly was no inducement for him to speak his mind."You were saying?" T-take. I gripped the footboard and gritted my teeth. There was no way I’d back out now. He must have noticed me because he stopped for a second and the tried again. This time I really tried to relax and the tip was now in me.“I’m getting fucked…” I thought to myself. And I felt his cock slowly push deeper into me. “Oooooooooo” came through my mouth as his hands were on my hips as it to keep me steady.“That’s right baby, just relax…” He said softly. I pushed back towards him and let him know I could. Brenda nodded, knowing more abuse would be coming if she didn’t agree.“I thought so. Whores love it in their ass.”She heard him spitting. And then the finger was probing her ass. Slowly entering her. She moaned. I hate this! I don’t want it! But it was no use. Her body was betraying her. The finger withdrew, and was replaced by what she knew was his cockhead. Ohfuckohfuckohfuck!It started pressing, relentlessly, into her, trying to squeeze past her clenched sphincter.And she pressed. "Hi, Robert," I responded, "my name is Will. I would shake your hand, but I can see that you're busy."He chuckled at my stupid joke and then sat back in his chair so I could get a good look at his cock. In a place like that, normal social conventions fly right out the window so I wasn't the least bit hesitant to casually look him up and down. I must say, it was a beautiful piece of meat looking like it had been carved out of ebony."Well, Robert, you have an impressive piece of meat there.".