He picked me up and put me on my bed, naked men waiting for me. We stood in front of my sleeper. You can’t stop it now,” Hans said softly. “Well, yeah, probably,” I replied, embarrassed. I had arranged for a sleeper car as a precaution against meeting any unsavory people. “Why yes, we do. “No, any of them will hurt,” I replied. I don’t want to be fucked by your friends,” I cried. I imagined a nice fat cock would have a great time in there. My head bobbed, my hips pumped as I stroked two cocks, and I realized what a fucking slut I was. We enjoyed a wonderful lunch. We enjoyed a wonderful lunch. My head bobbed, my hips pumped as I stroked two cocks, and I realized what a fucking slut I was. “What will you tell your mom if she walks in and your shaving my pussy?” I asked.
