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We were about halfway back when she started asking questions. Somewhat personal ones, in fact.“Do you have a girlfriend? I didn’t see any pictures...around the house.”I kept my eyes on the road as I answered, all too aware that she’d never put her panties back on and that she was showing a whole lot of thigh, sitting there in the passenger seat.“Not right now, no.”“I don’t remember ever seeing you with anyone when you visited. Are you gay?”That got a laugh. A big one, too.“No. I am so not gay.” I. I kissed her neck and then went down slowly to her boobs. Licked then through her bra, fondling them and then I moved down to her navel. She was lying on the couch and I was licking her navel. I had my hand on her pants and I could feel the warmth of her pussy on my hands.I slowly unbuttoned her jeans, pulled them down and started rubbing her pussy over her panty. She was wet like hell by now and was panting. I pulled down her panty with my mouth and then started licking her pussy. Her. ‘Beautiful day out, don’t you think?’ I asked him. ‘It has been for the start I’m sure,’ was his reply. He motioned for Mel to move past him down the corridor toward the dinning car. I followed her and he stepped into line behind me. We sat at my accustomed table near the window where I could watch the passing of the high plains that lie west of St. Louis. The tall prairie grass reached nearly to the train windows and stretched to the horizon unbroken save for the occasional copse of. Even his semi-erect cock was making a huge bulge in his slacks. I caressed him over his slacks and he was like really enjoying himself. So much perhaps, that he forgot he was with a guy, b’cos he almost unconsciously reached for my chest region and started feeling my ‘tits’. His immediate reaction was of disappointment, but it soon turned to surprise, as he felt my nipples hardening. I felt it too, and when he pinched my nipple, I almost screamed with pleasure. Once again, he gave that smile of.
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