Don't you wish it was your hand in my knickers? I remember my boyfriend once fingered me to a climax on another train. It was in the early days of our...relationship when we couldn't keep our hands off each other and we were in a private carriage, snogging and having a bit of a grope, when he just slid his hand up my skirt and into my panties. We continued to kiss as he rubbed my clit in delicious circles and I exploded in a minute or two. Seconds later, the guard came in for our tickets, the. By now I was use to thefeel of his hand, and leaned against him. There were only a few couples onthe floor, and the floor was huge. He kept me close to our table at theedge of the floor where we were in front of at least 5 tables filled withcustomers. Now I could tell most of the masculine men but could not tellif the women were real women, or little sluts like us. I also could seewhat I thought were real lesbians some obviously gay men, and a lot ofsingle men who looked similar to Roy or. The girl under me would alternate between sucking me and putting both my balls in her mouth roughly. i had her pussy and ass to play with right in my face and i love licking.They swapped and her girlfriend lay in front of me and i worked her with a dildo while she used a vibe on her own clit. After a very short time she had a massive orgasm, soaking wet inches from my face as i was slowly dominated from behind. The girl with the strap on withdrew and went to lick the post orgasmic pussy. They. Rochelle's had a window that looked out the side of the cottage, while Diane's window looked out the front.I realized I really had to pee quite badly, not having gone on the trip. I went into the small bathroom and closed the door. The door had a simple eye and hook lock. The bathroom had a cramped stand-up shower, a toilet and a sink. A small window was above the toilet with slightly dusty white vertical blinds over it. I pulled the blinds apart a little to see a slightly frosted window. I.