Matt climbs in and is driven away. I laugh in contentment at my tour de force: I have resisted Matt Steiner. I have managed to contain myself. I have...won. Later that night I receive a phone call from Ben. As if I don’t have enough stress already. “Hi, sweets,” he says enthusiastically. “How are you?” “Never better, Benny,” I say dully. He doesn’t seem to notice the miserable tone in my voice. “Good. I just wanted to make sure that you were still alive—you haven’t called me since we last got. They pulled down their shorts and Allyson knelt before John first. She moved her hands up and down his shaft and made him hard. The other men played with their own cocks while Allyson played with the first guy. Once he was hard, she wrapped her red lipstick lips around his cock and brought his cock down her throat. She held his balls in her hands while she bobbed along his cock. She made all kinds of wet sucking noises. John had his hands in her hair. “Fuck! You suck a mean cock, lady.. "John rushed to track 28 to look at the train. It stood there, sitting there looking both rather motley, yet somehow proud. It was a mishmash of equipment from different railroads, and looked it. This was the tail-end of Amtrak's rainbow era, but some trains still went out adorned in the colorful cornucopia of its heritage.The train was being led by an EMD FL-9 engine. The FL-9 was built for the New Haven as a method to allow abandoning their electrification east of Stamford. It was capable of. What I had managed to get down to a semi immediately shot back up. “Well that’s a coincidence” I replied. “Because I have been hot for you since I saw that perfect body of yours a few minutes ago.” “Yeah I can tell” She giggled as she had been slowly stroking her hand down my body and had just succeeded in wrapping her hand around my throbbing shaft. “Wow” She exclaimed. “You’re pretty big Tom”. I turned scarlet red. “Er, thanks” I giggled nervously. She began slowly stroking up my shaft.