Ankur still was pressuring his dick in her tight pussy.When his tip got in, he started pushing it deeper with every stroke. Sometimes both of them pus...ed their dicks inside together and sometimes swinging together in out and out in. Soon, they both got in balls deep and found their common rhythm and crushed her between their dicks together.And pulled their dicks further together.Ritu was overwhelmed with their teamwork. Ritu was being pushed over the edge with the dicks going in balls deep. "Okay, okay", I replied. "I hope I don't get carded, but if I do then we have to get out of here." Abby nodded, sensing my nervousness. She gently touched my shoulder and assured me, "if you don't come out in five minutes I'll go and find you." Letting go of me, she paced back and forth. I could see an idea brewing in her eyes. "Just get a bottle of vodka and some tequila. Say you're from out of town and you didn't bring your I.D." She stopped and looked at me, hopeful. A smile began to twinge. Mel squealed, and looked at me guiltily. They stood by the bed, and Rachel told her, "Okay, I'll go first, seeing as you're so shy. But you gotta have your turn, are we clear on that?"Mel was undecided, but she eventually nodded, still staring at my member.So my crafty sister sat on the bed, and Rachel reached over, scooped her fingers around my penis, curled her hand around it, and started to stroke up and down the piece of flesh between my legs. Mel moaned, and looked amazed, and I was. I was 20 minutes into my trip when I looked up from my laptop and noticed that the only two people left on the train where myself and another lady. She was about 36 and beautiful. She wasn’t dressed like a professional more like a hippie. She had beautiful dark brown hair, brown eyes and was wearing cute fringe jacket on top of a pretty yellow dress that went to just above her knees. The v in the front scooped low showing off her amazing cleavage. I kept looking up from my laptop and staring at.