I stopped wacking the carrot into my boihole,with my boihole I was like sucking on the carrot,(I now know it,s called Milking),I was working my sphinc...er & my lower bowel around it,this had something happening inside of me,I was rolling all around my bed,I went,ass in the air,face into my pillows,gently stroking my cock,was it a ghost of him fucking me,I was thinking.The feelings inside of me were getting more & more intense,I rolled back onto my back,hand sill gently stroking my cock,the other. We arrive in the car park - no one there (good) as get out and walk up the trail to the lookout and promontory with bushes sparsely dotting Australian bush rock outcrops, we work our way through the rocks to an area we used last time, with a convenient smooth rock right at cock level.... as we are approaching this area Wendy drops her tits out of her dress and we stop while I give them a quick suck. Arriving at our spot she drops my shorts and sucks me (I'm already hard). She asks if I have. She had quickly run through the motionless cars, almost falling when the train jerked into motion just before she actually entered George’s sleeping car.As she ran through the cars, she noticed that the sleeping car attendants were in their rooms and all of them seemed to not notice her, despite her running. She had a feeling that Tiny had suggested they not notice. Either that, or Uncle Dave had instructed them that this particular coach passenger was ok for access to the sleeping cars. It. I reached around and unclipped her bra and watched in amazement at the glorious globes that were revealed. I had never even sighted them before this, I could only guess what they looked like. I immediately went down on my knees and started to suckle them, first one and then the other, keeping each one occupied with my fingers as I changed sides. What a wonderful feast of mammaries that was. “You are nearly as big as you Mom is now, I said as I came up for air. I know that I love to bury.