They walked down the whole length of the train and past it’s engines, quite a long walk, but neither felt they needed the help of a redcap cart.The ...tation’s head house had been demolished many years before to make way for an office tower, leaving the entirety of the station’s platforms underground and accessed through ugly and antiseptic tunnel-style concourses. Amtrak’s ticketing operation had long been moved into the underground labyrinth. They walked up to the Ticket Desk and George looked. I resisted at first, but she gave me what I wanted."A dirty look was shot my way and her arms crossed. "You are just gonna throw away our relationship for a fling? Four years just shed to pieces?" I guess so. I'm turning over a new leaf and throwing caution out the window. I'm not too sure you ever wanted to be serious anyway, why else wouldn't you move in here?"Tears sparked from her eyes as she stepped forward. "How dare you, Adam? You told me you loved me and even said you would love me to. Easier said than done.It was two stories in when I slid my hand down underneath the thin fabric of my panties and a small smile formed on my lips, feeling the freshly shaved flesh underneath the layer of clothes, and the wet folds of my waiting pussy begun to drip. A small smirk formed on my lips as I worked my middle finger over my clit, rubbing it in a circle and arching up against my hand. A deep breath in and my finger slid away from my clit and I pushed down that finger into my tight wet. He felt one of his wrists being freed. A hand grabbed his wrist and placed his hand on a soft damp pussy. Trevor did not need telling what was required and he began to slide his fingers in and out of the blonde’s slit. Trevor was overwhelmed by the situation. Three women all demanded pleasure at the same time. Chrissie grinding his tongue, the brunette slamming herself onto his cock and the blonde’s pussy accepting first two, then four fingers until his hand was inside up to the wrist. He was.