Second-class coach - not a hindrance ...

Going with my husband to my mother for children, summer is coming to an end soon to them in school and still have to prepare for it. The ride is not long, the evening sat in the morning already in place, so that popem some coffee, play cards, and Baiushki. One sorry - second-class carriage, sitting as the exhibition, Fu, I can not rub, but nowhere to go, thank you and on this one.
Conductor distributed bedding, we started stringing pillowcases and sheets, all as always cold and wet, but it is hoped that before the night is dry and hot. My husband waited until I straightened this is not a tricky thing and began his top shelf.
I sat on the bottom shelf, tucked his feet under him, and at the very moment when my beloved showered with the edge of the sheet was his hands up, his causal place flaunted in my face. I undid the belt lightning, cute does not even have time to recover, as the zipper on his trousers became swiftly unzips.
Bed sheet came down with the dog on the lightning, my dear froze like a statue, he did not move, his eyes must have looked like two penny, and his face was more like a ripe tomato. I did not bother people around us, because the children among the handful slurp chicken crusts and crunchy cucumbers spies fortunately was not. My husband was paralyzed, while I quickly "uncovered" his charms and everything is a miracle found itself in my mouth, which safely and began to grow. "Damn, but that now, because the size it reaches about-ho-ho, and I out of this robe get out and where to hide the results of my actions?" That's the case, perhaps some thought about it my faithful, I released it mouth, and "boy" quickly curled into Kalachik. It seemed an eternity, but in reality was not more than half a minute, when I emerged no one was looking out of hiding in our side, and it seemed that even before that no one suspected.
Having dealt with the stove bench, my favorite sat next to me and very slyly smiled and whispered that the night spent in the train toilet in my arms ... it is not extreme, but if I did not refuse him, the heavenly pleasure for sure. Now I was sitting on pins and needles waiting for this very night. Here, the light has gone out, now drunken man fell into the aisle, and snoring so that you can sing a song, and no it does not interfere with sleep. We joined hands, two adults, a snotty teenagers stealthily slipped into the car and closed end in close toilet. Long thought to what position to enjoy each other had not, the situation has prompted the right decision.
My insatiable, always eager for sex husband was already in all weapons, sharply turning his back to me, he tore off my sports pants with shorts, a tilting movement to the window and entered the hidden crack. From pleasure wanted to scream, he knew that at the time of unearthly pleasure I can not control, because of getting a hand to my mouth and just plugged it, thrusting it right four fingers, and now it seemed to me that I am loved just two. I sucked his fingers, as if it were a man's penis, so hard and persistent ... favorite supported me and began to move his hand in time with the movements of his body. Now, the picture was even more like a group intercourse. I finished more than once, my last orgasm pleasure merged with the storm of my beloved - my husband.
Now that all behind us we brought herself up and prepared to leave the shelter close, someone tried to open the door from the other side. Without a trace of embarrassment on their faces, we, hand in hand, came out of the dressing room, we were greeted goggle and open mouth not young, not quite sober man. But if the second-class car - not a hindrance for the belly of the holiday, then why should it become an obstacle for the feast of love ...

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