Women scratching her flesh, men squeezing her hard. A hand crashes into the side of her face and she stumbles… falls. As a mass of feet and circle a...out her body, her soul dives inward: a fragile bird retreating to the safety within. Darkness overcomes her… * * * * * Sore eyes flutter… she is aware of cool silk lying over her, under her. A soft embroidered pillow cradles her head. She stirs slightly, turning onto her back, and immediately cries out as a searing pain stabs through her arm. Her. I will narrate an incidence in a train. Our family had to go to Panjab for attending a marriage and the incidence took place while I was sitting and watching the beauty of nature from the window. We got on the train and I sat down opposite two older men in their 50’s. I was wearing a white shirt and blue skirt. No bra and no panties! I was aware that I showed the cleavage of my breasts and occasionally when I uncrossed the legs, glimpses of my hairy pussy. They were constantly looking at me.. Now the marriage is over and she is going back with her son. The son has already slept in the upper berth and she got some free time to make some calls.She asked about my whereabouts and we exchanged our names. As it was not the right place to talk, I said bye and went back to my berth in the train. But I was strongly attracted to her from yesterday. So I checked her name on facebook with the name Ranjana. But I could not find her.After 1 hour I went to the washroom again. To my utter surprise,. I prefer it wet, the wetter the better and she feels perfect, not too tight but but so slack I can’t feel anything, absolutely breath taking.I pound her hard, beads of sweat forming on my brow. Her cheeks are red as if she is blushing and our bodies feel hot against each other as our bodies touch and we perspire. I feel her clench a little then relax as she grinds against me uncontrollably and then cums on my shaft, the sensation is enough to drive me over the edge. I pin her down and fuck her.