It was so hot and we were so wedged in and then the train drew to a halt. It stopped, no movement, minutes passed, the guys in front and behind were ...alking to each other in an Eastern European language, saying things to each other, then looking at me and grinning at each other. They were big guys, building site types huge muscles clear for all to see and their sweat wafted off them I could feel them pressed into me.I was uncomfortable from the heat and from their obvious leering and talking. She then asked if she would have a chance to give me a second blowjob so that she could take it in her mouth and taste me and swallow it like I described. I told her I would like that and led her to my bedroom and laid down on my bed and instructed her kneel over me in the opposite direction I was facing. As she obeyed and moved into position, she realized that her pussy was right over my face and she asked me what I was going to do. I asked her if she had heard the girls talk about getting. "Actually Mr Green for me it's about the fishing not the catching." I at least said it with a smile."I don't see anyway for you to carry them away, so I assume you are catching and releasing the fish?" The man with Green asked."That's right, I have time on my hands so I just catch them as a way for me to get me out into the fresh air. I certainly don't want to keep them to cook. I don't cook much to be honest." I said it smiling."Well then, why don't you come to the meeting room on the vineyard. Sometimes he groped my boobs or took my face in his hands and placed his forehead against mine.Later he turned into hard fucking. While I was moaning once per each of his penetrations, he asked,– tell me now, Fareeda. Who fucks you better? –– ah…you…ah… –He smiled and started fucking me fast, again. I was screaming.– aah! Yeah…fuck me…harder…please… –Later, he left me, sat on the nearby washing machine and said,– now, ride me from the front –I turned around and sat on his cock and started.