I could see in her eyes that she had planned something.I started reading when she put a sweater on my lower abdomen. She unbutton my pants, took out m... cock hidden under her sweater and started to jerk me off. She masturbated me while we were surrounded by passengers. I was excited by the situation, I'm in the middle of a train, and my girlfriend is playing with my cock and no one known. I wanted to know how far it would go.I did my maximum to read the entire page. It was so good, so naughty.. Shit...", that kept time with the pounding she was getting.I don't know how long I lay there in the dark, an hour at least that felt like days, but the whole time I was forced to listen to the raw a****l fucking coming through the wall. My wife came at last six times that I could tell, but she moaned so much the whole time that I wasn't sure. I could hear everything, the four times they changed positions, the sound of my wife bucking on top of Todd, my wife bent over getting fucked from behind. It tears me up and I usually drink to much scotch and smoke to much pot afterwards, then I get maudlin as hell and cry myself to sleep waking up with a headache and a hangover. I decided to visit our honeymoon spot in Carmel and made reservations last year. I got there and checked in then lay in the bed for a couple of hours and took a nap. I drank scotch, smoked a lot of pot then cried for an hour and passed out actually. I could see Paige sitting at the dressing table brushing her hair, then. Spike, Decker, and Shaka Dog could have all been from the same litter as they were as thin as rails, and all three wore the same overly large 501's around their pubic bones, or half way down their asses. How any of them walked around without losing their pants is a mystery to me, and science both. However I at least now knew them all by first, or nickname, and that's all that counted."So what's this about a competition?" Rodney inquired."I thought that since it is obvious that you all want to.