She’d never seen such a fat cock. Her lips now spread, the head of his cock felt her hotness, he eased forward, back, further in, back, push harder. But I need to get going. It was Grace’s turn. Mom, 43, tall, pale-skinned and with a bright red bush, sported a short black jean skirt. Grace blushed. The other three seats were empty so she reclined slightly to get more comfortable. They walked through the Bar car and then into the Sleeper car. “What am I hearing?” she thought. I hate to fly and wasn’t going to make the drive alone, so I got a sleeper car. No harm in showing a little leg. She’d never seen such a fat cock. Ryan stood naked in the front of the window, hands pressing against the pane, as he fucked Grace’s face. Look, we’re strangers on a train. He pushed harder and Grace’s cunt opened up, taking all of his girth. Look, we’re strangers on a train. “Fuck it,” thought Ryan, and that’s just what he did.
