When I finally got a full look at this cock there were so many huge veins on it that it look like a bodybuilders arm pencil thick veins went up and do...n the entire length of the shaft they were big enough to put an IV in I could actually feel his pulse through the veins on his cock as I stroke him he was leaking a tremendous amount of pre-c** it was dripping down my forearm and making a puddle on the floor I tried to lick up as much as I could.. The head of his penis was the size of a small. She turns toward him and returns the favour, moving her body around so she is sitting, straddled on his lap and facing him, her hands grasping his shoulders. It is his turn to close his eyes and he leans back with his head resting on the top of the seat. We are nearing one of my scheduled stops, so I peel my eyes away and focus on the track. To my delight, there are no passengers to pickup and we continue on our way, precisely on schedule.In the moments I have looked away, she has begun to. I felt her hand touch my hip. She asked me if my mother makes me cum when she soaps me at bath time and whether she makes me cum at other times too. Her hand moved round and her fingers touched my cock. She told me that she had heard on the village gossip chain that my mum had free sexual relationships with all her c***dren although, of course, that was the norm in village life. At the same time, I could feel her hand stroking my cock. She said that she would like to include me in what happened. “Well can’t it wait ‘til later?” he was almost pleading. “Ok, ok, I’ll come down now.” “For fuck’s sake,” Marcy heard him saying to her. “Some problem with the credit card. I’ve got to go down to reception and sort it out. Back in a minute, babe.” And he was gone. Marcy lay there and listened to the door close and then listened to the silence. “Fucking great,” she thought to herself. “Tied up like a fucking turkey and then this happens.” She resigned herself to a long wait so she was.