As the train left Borivali most of the passengers went to sleep. So I went out of the AC compartment and started smoking. After 2 min she came out and...I think she would have figured out that I have left to smoke. She asked me for one and I gave her. While smoking we introduced ourselves her name was Swati Shah from Ahmedabad. Then our smoking and conversation started. I came to know that she got divorce 1 year back. I said sorry to her and she got a bit upset due to the discussion of her past. Both our parents calmed down, their temper's considerably cooled since the day we had accidentally slept outside. Apart from the mutual hand jobs and the infrequent delights of frottage our sexual relationship hadn't progressed. Jesse was, on the other hand, becoming a master of kissing. When we were alone he kissed me in earth shattering life-changing ways that left my head spinning and I often wondered how I would survive much more of this treatment.Jesse came out of his shell a little more. The juice in her pussy builds up and glosses my dick as I continue pumping more of it out of her. I slide my dick out of her, and she collapses into Roxie. I lean back and admire her sweet, bubble ass and see juice leaking down the inside of her thighs. Roxie pulls her hand away from Venezia’s pussy and slowly lies on her back, pulling Venezia on top of her. She opens Venezia’s legs and puts them on either side of her own. Roxie leans up and holds Venezia in her arms like I would and kisses. Pulling her close I wrapped my jacket around her and did up the Velcro storm tab cocooning us together. Her small body fairly quivered against me as she rested her head on my chest. I could feel the warmth of her hands through my clothes as we stood there. First moving her right hand down and then her left, she plucked my shirt from my waistband she weaved her hands inside. Her hands roamed around kneading and holding content to just hold and be held. After a while she looked up and I knew this.