I napped outside the station- I had written permission. I got up the next morning, and when the station opened, I grabbed a snack out of the vending m...chine. The Houston Amtrak station is located under the intersection of I-10 and I-45. No, I mean that literally. The interstate/s intersection is in the air over the station.It is quite hard to get from the station to the rest of the city; there is practically no transit located near the station- the nearest bus stop is almost half a mile from. As planned i reached her home at 9-05am. She opened the door and my god, she was in traditional Assamese Mekhela Sador. She look so hot in her dress. Her 37D-29-36 figure was so tempting in her outfits. She hug me after closing the door, and said plz make me your today. Hearing this i star kiss her all over the face and finally on her lips. We smooch for about 10 min. Then i start to press her boobs over the dress and start licking her neck and earlobe. She became hot and star to press my penis. It felt as though she was being split apart by his cock, speared deep inside her. She could feel his balls against her ass, his hands stroking her hips, running softly over her body.Still looking into his eyes, she eased herself up on his cock, feeling it sliding out of her a few inches before dropping back onto him. She wiggled her ass a little, and then lifted herself again, enjoying the wonderful sensations flooding her body more and more, enjoying the feel of her Dad's cock deep inside her,. The same waxy feel, but it seemed hotter than the otherparts of her I mused. I pushed the cock back up against her stomach andpulled the knickers back into place a little shocked and confused.Looking sidelong at the frilly pink dress I made the decision, pickingher up in my arms I carried her upstairs and laid her on my bed beforereturning for the dress. Somehow it did not seem right to take off hercorset and knickers so I picked some of my own to match the dress. Pinkopaque stockings, pink.