He was wearing tight blackjeans, a spotless white singlet, and polished black leather boots. Hislustrous black hair shone with an application of Bryl...reem; his eyes weredeep, dark, and framed by long eyelashes; his muscles bulged. The girlsgasped as he entered the room."Now that's what I call an Italian stallion," Polly giggled.Michele gave her a sharp look and Polly petulantly stuck out her tongue.All of this was lost on the man who was embroiled in a heated discussionwith Mamma in Italian. I dont know. I like dancing. I like to cook. I like swimming. We have our own pool. How about you Buck? Any secret talent. said Kayla. I smiled. Ive been told. Im a good kisser. I said. Is that a talent? said Kayla. I dont know. Lets see. I mumbled as I leaned down to kiss Kayla on the lips. I looked into her wide open eyes. She mumbled something on my lips. She then began to relax as we made out. Her mouth opened. She started to French kiss me. I opened my mouth to lick her tongue. I then. It was an interesting emotion for John whenever he rode it; a long time ago, this train was ‘his’ train, back when he managed its predecessor, the El Capitan/Super Chief. He remembered ever so clearly back when it had been a very, very special train- in his admittedly biased opinion, the finest train ran in the United States well into the Amtrak era. With the way his railroad still ran it- he still thought of it as his railroad considering the number of shares he held of Santa Fe Pacific- it. I reached her house in a jiffy and she opened the door wearing a blue saree. It was transparent and I cud see her cleavage flashing. So erotic!. She took ma hands and dragged me to her bed room where she had a box of chocolate desserts. The bedroom was at 18 degree temp with the air conditioner. So cold and she opened the box. Fed me a piece and I fed her a small piece. She bite it and gently sucked ma fingers.... I felt the WOW factor again!I moved close to her and she came close to me like a.