.. was that good, or bad? The train juddered again, and she had to spread her legs apart for balance... was it for balance? I decided I had pushed m... luck enough for now, and simply kept up the slow caress of her thigh.Another station gone, and she moved slightly, her free hand lifting up to grab the handrail to allow her to let go with the other. As she did so, the train shifted again, and a soft rub up against my still throbbing dick was my reward.For a moment I thought that she had. Evening during the coldest winter months here in Pune, she would brave the elements and display those legs while others would be bundled up from the top of their head to their toes. It was during one of those winter days last year, when she had braved the elements that I remember best. I came home early from school, and went straight to bed, as I was sick with the flu. While I was in bed, thoughts of my sister’s sexy legs came to mind. As other young males my age often do, they turn to the worn. As soon as we had emptied the glasses they were refilled and given back to us. After the third we were led to the middle of the room and made to get on our hands and knees. We were both slightly drunk and I suddenly realised that this was how the gang wanted it. God knows what they wanted us to do now.For the first few hours the men took turns at us. The drink helped as we once again went through the gauntlet of a mass rape. Sue got the worst of it. Not all men wanted to fuck another guy but I. He was referring to the fact that, with Brad, she'd gotten to fulfill one of her dreams, to nurse her baby. When Josh saw how eager his son was to latch onto a fat nipple, and wanted to know what the big fuss was about, she said he was insane, but let him sample her milk.They were astonished at the pleasure involved ... for both of them. The months long delight had been repeated with David, and Josh was obviously looking forward to having a lactating wife again."When we put the boys to bed,.