Dennis slowly removed his shirt and pants, leaving him in the cutest little silk boxers with little Christmas trees on them. I giggled. ‘Like ’em?...I love wearing boxers with interesting things on them.’ ‘Cute. But I’m wondering why they are stretched out of shape.’ Dennis grinned at my attempt at humor. ‘Well, then I guess I’d better take them off before they get permanently damaged.’ And he slid them down slowly, letting his already hard dick slap up against his belly. He stood there for a. We both went to a movie theatre and took our seats. The hall was barely filled. We did not take corner seats since people might doubt us.We sat in the middle of the row and there was only one guy in that row and that too far away.After the movie started, I touched her hand. She moved a little but did not say anything. I again touched her hand. This time, she did not move and kept quiet. I started rubbing her hand. I took my hand to her shoulder. When I touched her color bone, she removed my. I tried to pull back but those athletic thighs had locked onto my head and I was afraid she was going to pop it wide open, killing me.I must have passed out from lack of air because when I came too, I was on my back and I heard both of them in unison."Are you OK?"I took a deep breath and nodded, not sure if I could or should speak."Let's help him up."The grabbed my arms making the cuffs dig deeper into my wrists which made me grunt in pain. But the I was standing a bit unsteady and one of them. The journey was of 9-10 hours by train. Those 10 hours changed my life and I am experiencing that change till now. It so happened that in the train I had the upper birth and Ritu was having the lower birth. Since it was a season of hot summers so Ritu was just in a short kurti and jeans. The kurti was such that one could easily see her pink bra. The train was at 2 am in the night so we were very sleepy.Ours were an ac sleeper coach so there were 4 births altogether in the coach. The opposite.