He finds my nipples through the material of my shirt and pinches them both, increasing the pressure till the pain makes me gasp. He holds the pressure...for a little longer then releases his grip and unbuttons my shirt.He orders me to lower my arms, removes my shirt and orders me to put my hands back on my head. He begins to work on my nipples again, pinching, pulling and twisting them, enjoying the little gasps of pain he elicits from me.After a few minutes of this treatment, he sits down with. "That's it. All of it.Made me wonder if the Judge provided these guys and not the dealer. It was something to seriously consider, until I remembered that Catherine said that they had one of their crews moving the plane to DC for me.The rear bedroom is just fine, and the king bed was fitted at an angle to make it easier to walk around, so it didn't make the sleeping area feel like the inside of a little travel trailer. It felt just fine, and I caught a catnap on the way down, which truly shocked. As the doors close and the train lurches you feel a hand grab you arse, tensing you feel it let go and you think it must have been an accident. Leaning in to you your sister tries to talk as the trip continues. Again the train lurches and the hand grabs you again, this time when the train moves it stays where it is! You tense again but don’t say or do anything, the hand gives you bottom a little squeeze and when nothing happens it moves down to the hem of your skirt, noticing you’ve gone quiet. She leaned over and plucked a small, perfect, white daisy from a vase next to the bed and wound the stem amongst the fur and then tenderly frolicked over the mons and cautiously ventured further.Sue's hands, far from being idle, caressed Alice's breasts and arms and followed the flawless, tingling skin down towards the deep and dark nether regions.Quickly, Sue found Alice's clitoris, her blood-rich bud, flower, seat of driving passion. But not until after she had deliciously sought the hidden.