The train was scheduled to start from Chennai in morning 6 o clock. I came to station & tried to confirm ticket from chart, pasted on coaches. . 6 per...ons are reserved in a coup of sleeper classes. I found that, I got a lower birth and 2 more passengers are also boarding from Chennai, on the upper seats. Both were male in the age group of 35. Rest 3 seats were allotted to a single ticket holder. I was really happy to see that 3 ladies of age 18, 27 & 52 were there. They are supposed to board. The poor girl would try to scream around the hard prick in her throat and arch against the straps holding her in place. The man fucking her ass would groan and describe how it tingled on his cock when Cherie's mom did that and begged her to keep it up. Two more men were waiting in line to try the unique experience.Cherie looked at them wildly out of the corner of her eye as Jim and JJ reached the bottom of the stairs. Jim didn't know if she recognized him or not because after that one look her. Without saying a word, he opened his door and got out. Moving to the passenger side of the car, he opened my door.“Get out, Meg!” Roger commanded. “I told you if you didn’t stop, you were going to get the fucking of your life.”Reaching down, he grabbed my hand and forcibly began pulling me up out of the seat. I willingly got out of the car. Taking my hand and squeezing it firmly he led me to the hood of the car.“Pull your dress up and bend over.”Reaching down, I began hiking my sundress and. Then I placed his head against Mel’s scarily small-looking pink starfish. “Just relax and let me in,” I said.Mel relaxed, but I couldn’t gain entry.“Push out ... Harder...”Mel grunted with exertion, her pink pucker yielded and Mozquito’s head forced its way through Mel’s tight ring of muscle.“Fuck, that’s huge,” gritted Mel.“Are you okay?” I asked. I was more than okay. Mozquito’s assessment of Mel’s internal temperature was considerably higher than my fingers had detected, and together with.