My cock flopped out of her pussy, leaving a huge stream of cum on the floor. Aditi took a towel, wiped her pussy, wore an Indian-style maxi that came ...nto her knees.She kissed me and asked me to rest while she made some lunch. It was about 01:30 PM. I laid down on the bed while she walked out into the kitchen. I heard voices of her talking to Amit. After about an hour, I walked out to find the dining table set with food.Aditi said it was just the two of us. Amit and the kid went upstairs to. But you cannot ignore the truth. Now your saree as well as your husband has become mine. If you accept it, then we can share it together.”But Neha could not say anything. She still was angry. I got closer to her and I pulled up her saree and began to rub my finger over her panties. “Oh Ramesh. Neha is such a sexy woman. But poor she, her cunt must be longing for a cock for so long. Darling, if you don’t mind, can I please your wife?” I inserted my finger inside Neha’s vagina. Ramesh was smiling. This meal was presented without community seating- again, cast as an upgrade over the old way of doing things. Except I used to like community seating; it was hard to estimate how much of the fun I had riding Amtrak when I was younger came from the people I met in dining cars. Like Brozee, actually. But times were changing, and to pretend the train should be some kind of time capsule was frankly ridiculous.I thought about lounging in the lounge car, or the dining car which was sort of supposed. He also had some toast when I asked. He said, "Son, I'm not too sure that you aren't getting a little over your head with all these girls. When you date them, they are going to expect some commitment from you to continue dating. Like Mr. Fletcher told you last night, don't toy with their emotions, make it plain and clear up front what your motives are. I do assume that you are doing this to let Brenda see that there are others out there like you, but you are letting her make up her mind about.