It is an hour before I cover the next twenty-five kilometers. We ultimately reach a place where a river is flowing over the road. We have to turn back...and take a circuitous route. Time is running fast- the road seems endless. We reach a crowded bazaar. We make several enquiries about the location of the station. I feel restless-it is time for the train to depart from the station. I feel like weeping. My chauffeur is not familiar with place. None of my predecessors ever choose to board the train. I can feel the lips of your pussy begin to tighten on my fingers and I press hard on your 'g'spot, keeping the rhythm steady, flicking your clit all in a perfect rhythm, you moan with pleasure, my finger is now sliding in and out of your ass with ease...you are about to cum, your moaning is getting louder, my rhythm keeps up, guiding your body to release. Your body begins to shudder and you cry out as your orgasm squirts from your soaking pussy into my waiting mouth and face, my tongue keeps. I’ve never had the courage to even consider visiting this place and I’m not sure I want to change that. I have a feeling I’m not going to have much of a choice.Coming around to open my door, you reach in and place a finger under my chin so that I look you in the eye for a moment before helping me out of the car. You can see my reluctance and, in return, I can see you are pleased by it. Closing the door, you press me against the car with your body, arms on either side of me. You can feel my. OK?’ ‘Agreed. Just the same, I want to know how Mr. Neat and Tidy knows all about erotic phone play. I’m beginning to doubt your ‘born again virgin’ routine,’ she laughed. ‘Nope, I’m just who I said I was. But, really Ingrid, I haven’t lived in cave, and I am aware of what goes on in the world. I just haven’t been a participant.’ ‘Well, OK then, I’ll buy it for now. But you better not be trying to con me, mister,’ she threatened lightly. ‘No, no, no con job, honestly!’ he protested. They were.