I was aware that my breathing was becoming heavier as Jess’s caresses grew more and more bold. He was beginning to place his hands on my breasts and...would gently squeeze them through my blouse. I looked up and noticed that the men were watching us and a couple of them were rubbing the crotches of their jeans. I sat up and told John that we were being watched and to stop his affections. He told me to relax and not to worry about the men in the bogie. Suddenly, all the lights in the bogie went. Without breaking the kiss I moved around her and came behind her while my hands were on her stomach. I pressed my hardening dick to her ass and she pushed back. I kept pushing my dick in to the crack of her big ass and my hands moved back to her breast. I held her breast from behind and pressed it and pinched her nipples. We never broke the kiss while I did all this. I could feel her hand move towards my dick she held it and felt it over my jeans.I moved my hand towards the hook of her blouse.. Mom was not happy about that because of the potential of muggers being out that time of night.Tom and I always wore our crime-fighting uniforms when we expected to be out that late, so we were not worried. In any case, we were suitably armored when two muggers stopped us on our way to the station to go home. The difference was that, on this occasion, one of the muggers was carrying a gun. It was a tiny thing, and I wondered if anybody really made bullets for such a small pistol. Well, we could. Yeah, on this pass, she found some shirt fibers that she had missed the first time. She was extra careful at washing out the wound with whiskey before she sewed me back up.I spent the night on the same hay stack and woke up the next morning feeling a whole lot better. I spent that day on the hay stack, and woke up the next day feeling so much better, that I was sure that I could travel the next day. The woman would not hear of it, and I spent another day "in bed." I will say this: I could not.