I was on the top bunk. I normally wouldn't sleep on the top bunk, but the light of my life, she had the tendency to fall out of bed at home. While the...e was a safety net here, I didn't want to take the chance that she'd fall out of this bed during one of the sudden lurches as we went along the decrepit track of the Chessie-Seaboard eXpanded line that runs from Miami, Florida, to Baltimore.How I wanted to be in her bed, holding her close, like the past few nights had been. Oh, no sex had. He held the back of my head as he ejaculated, thrusting hard into my throat, he was so deep in my mouth I did not feel he had done so, but his friend I did feel as he ejaculated into my unprotected pussy, the warmth of his ejaculate flooding and spreading to my belly, deep inside me.Their timing was almost simultaneous, the boy outside the car drawing his long cock slowly from my mouth as his friend pumped his semen inside me from my lower end.We never spoke as our bodies became disengaged, to. Not too tightly, but firmly. She was very aware of how helpless she was now, and very aware of how this position caused her to jut her chest forward, accenting her bare breast. When he was done, he reached down and grasped her bare ass, making an "Mmmmm" sound, approving of her fit body. Walking around to the front, he studied her again to view his handiwork. "Spread your legs apart, Anna. Wider. Yes, just a little more.... There we go, yes, that's the position I want to see."She felt so open,. More baggage than I wish to keep carrying. Obviously, marital counseling is out of the question,” I asked Detective Phillips for some odd reason.“Well, that’s more a matter for your lawyer, but yes, you can have her served the divorce papers in jail. You can even serve them yourself, if you wish. I admire your ... approach. Very surgical. Lots of men in your boat wouldn’t be so kind. I don’t blame you, you know. Oh, and while you might not ... understandably ... wish to face her, it might be.