Her tongue began to hunt and tangled with mine, and I could feel the heat rising in her face. I pulled on her lower lip, sucking it into my mouth. Jai...e moaned and I could smell sex oozing from her pores. Jaime backed off for a moment, her eyes fixed with mine. She pushed off my jacket and then loosened my tie and slowly pulled it from the collar. She let it drop and then unfastened the buttons of my shirt from top to bottom. When that was off she pulled my sleeveless undershirt over my head. Seeing someone so attractive willing to help, the girl was less reluctant in her queries. "I need something to....get my juices flowing," she stammered. She was almost embarrassed to voice her wants, but realized she was in the appropriate position to continue. "I need something for my G-spot." There. She had said it and it wasn't as hard as she imagined. After a few tutorials and suggestions, she made her decision; a gadget that was highly regarded by the young hostess. She couldn't wait to. I had been walking tracks for a long time and I always found that deep thoughts that bothered me were less of a mystery after four or five miles. Sometimes my eyes saw a lot farther down those steel ribbons than actually possible, wondering about the large cities the tracks passed through, maybe a railroad yard and an engine house where locomotives and rolling stock were fixed and wondered about the men who took pride in such a rugged industry as the railroad.I also found a cold hard. I carried her down the hall and kicked her bedroom door open, the bed was made up so we could just jump right in so I tossed her on the bed and stood above her looking at my prize of war. This is what I had earned, this homecoming fuck, this tight pussy that kept itself unsatisfied for 6 months until my cock came home to fuck it again. You know I was worried I wouldnt be able to fuck you right since its been so long. I told her. I probable wont last 5 minutes in your tight pussy. Thats ok.