"You went to some trouble!"Otto grinned. "I wanted to!" Thanks!" I replied, feeling my excited anticipation building by the second!He just grinned aga...n!We chatted a moment, and then he asked: "Are you ready for soup?!" Oh, absolutely!" I replied, feeling my heart beating even faster now.Otto moved so that he could stand directly in front of the bowl (where I'd set when he was done 'serving' the 'soup), and I watched in silent expectation as he began stroking his cock! The rule of our curious. The carriage heating was on, so at least my lack of decent warm clothing, wouldn't freeze my fanny or nipples, as a girl dedicated to the throes of fashion, layers of clothing never held sway over stockings and garter belts, or thongs and short skirts.As we pulled into the next station, we slowed down, and the houses with their brightly lit rooms afforded me the opportunity to peer into them, like some voyeur hoping to see something sexual, a man or a woman, I smiled at my debauchery ans. The question was, did I have scruples? 'Bring the wine.’ She turned away from me and I picked up the ice bucket and followed her across deep carpet to a vast bedroom in which the bed, itself huge, was rendered small. She turned to face me, put her glass down and unbuttoned her blouse. I recognised her bra and knew it cost more than my entire outfit. She had a smile like a cat. A big cat, it was hungry, predatory. She took my glass from my hand then the bucket and placed both on a table close to. Almost immediately someone straddles my head and lowers a wet, dripping pussy down to my face. I have never tasted a woman before but this sets me on fire. She moves her hips, sliding her wet pussy across my lips and tongue, she tastes so good.I can feel the big pipe pulled from my pussy and the cum spills out. At about the same moment, I feel hot breath on my wet clit, the soft lips and small tongue starts to lick and then suck all around my pussy, licking the rest of the cum from inside and.