D’Angelo”.“But we did and it felt good, just a little longer ok hun? You have to admit it does feel good.”“Yeah”“Close your eyes and rel...x hun, trust me”. I decided to take his advice.“You want to have an orgasm and well…so do I”So do I? What does that mean? Does he want me to jerk him off ( I had done that before) or does he want me to give him a blowjob? (that I never did before) or does he want to fuck me. All these thoughts went through my head.His cock was pressing against my pussy. It. My pitch and grunts and pounding got higher and harder as we both got closer to orgasm. I reached up deep into her belly until it seemed my cock was at the end of her and our bodies touched at every point. She begged for release. “Come in me love…come in your momma…oh Robby…Robby…make me come…baby…now…make me…oh God…come with me…oh…oh…oh…”The first hard stream of cum shot into her and she laughed at the relief of coming. She bucked a few times while we both thrashed.. "It's fine... sorry.. I mean.. I forgot.." and her face went red with embrassement. She quickly wrapped herself with a towel and got out of the tent without another word. I zipped the tent back up after her and looked over towards her side. I saw her pink panties laying on top of her sleeping bag and my temptations took over as I reached over and sniffed them. The mixture of fresh laundry and slight vinegar mixed well and I was hard. I gave my dick a few strokes as I pulled off my cargo. They had to, but it was going to be very difficult. They were not enjoying their work tonight, and they were going to regret this mistake for the rest of their life even if they weren’t caught. The sheer weight of the responsibility for what was about to happen weighed them down as if an actual, palpable weight was atop their shoulders.As they worked they all prayed silent prayers that the disaster would be as small as possible. They knew for sure the train was going to derail, but maybe the.