My feelings of frustration weren't helped by finding Anne's panties on the floor and her bra on the couch, guiltily, I sniffed at the little panties b...t they hadn't cupped her sex for long enough to have any noticeable aroma, so I dropped them on the couch and took myself with my aching cock up to my bedroom where I fell asleep immediately."Wake up sleepy head" the voice was disembodied somehow, it didn't belong in my dream but when I opened my eyes I saw that it was Anne, a smiling Anne and. So I was horny.Ok, this horny guy, that is me, was travelling from Pune to Nagpur. I boarded the train from Pune in the night train and it was a First class compartment of four berths. Yes, there was first class compartments, those days. Around 9 pm, they reached the next station, daund and a couple got in. The man was around 60 and was fat and also looking sick. The lady was in her early 50s or late 40s. She was fair with a well endowed body.They tried to have small conversation me but i did. Instead of rewinding reel to reel the operator ran the film through the projector, but not at normal speed. The three boys walked backwards from the picnic table into the bushes next to the river. Wendy and I read the note on the watch, put the watch in the box, closed the box, took the key out of the lock, into my shirt. Come on Ryan, give me your baby ..............................make your little baby in meeeeee!"Hearing this I gave her exactly what this hot wanton wife wanted, humping at her, spearing my fleshy lance in and out of her pulsating slit. "I'll impregnate you, Mrs. Grant and cuckold your husband. You're mine forever." I groaned as I continued to hammer my huge organ into her tight cunt. I kept on belittling Peter and I could sense it was obviously also giving Carmen a thrill as she moaned out.