She still didn’t seem sure though, and took a big gulp of wine to ponder further. ‘I have to say I don’t know. I don’t think I ever would have...done what you did on the train, but then having done that, everything else, as you say makes sense. That train situation is one of those where I could say adamantly ‘I would never do that’ but I expect you would have said the same before it happened. So I have to say I don’t know. Sorry, wimpish answer.’ ‘No, that’s very honest. You didn’t just say ‘No,. "It turned out that she had traveled by Eurail Pass all over Europe and worked in a French restaurant in Zurich for one summer as a cultural exchange student that she likened to indentured servitude. The Swiss don't tip and the owner refused to pay at the end of the summer, claiming that she should be satisfied with the room and board. We traded Swiss tightwad stories and then it was time to eat.The table was set beautifully with candles and what was probably her only matching set of plates,. “Fuck me. Right here. Right now.” She demanded. Just her touch was enough to make me want her, and suddenly I didn’t care where we were or who could see us. I pushed her down onto her back and she wrapped her legs around me before my knees touched the floor. Her hand guided my cock into her and her pussy sucked my shaft into her like a wet vacuum cleaner. Lust came out of nowhere and I started pounding into her, the wet slapping of our flesh exciting me even more. She started talking, loud.. He came to me in a slinking manner and immediately knew it was not his fault. What is the matter with me? My pussy is pulsing! I want more? This is the conservative Rhonda talking? "Fuck?" Do I have to tell you he did a little dance?Putting one foot on the toilet seat, he didn't waist any time as he began to lick me. Oh wow, this was so nice with him backing away. "What! What's going on? Want to fuck me?" round and round he goesOut of the bathroom I come getting down on all fours. "This is.