She was clearly looking for something that she couldn't find. She looked at me and asked if I had any condoms. I did, but it had been the one in the w...allet for show and I wouldn't trust it to actually work, so I said no. "Well then she said you will just have to eat my pussy." She laid down again and spread her legs. This was the 80's and shaving hadn't really become mainstream yet, so she had a full bush, but it was trimmed. This is where I was really grateful for having fund my Dad's porn. Cara gasped, immediately feeling empty as he yanked his cock back out. She was about to object when she felt him push against her asshole again, stretching out her ring of muscles all over again. He repeated this a few more times and nodded, as if content her ass was now loose enough to accommodate his girth. He started to fuck her ass in earnest, pounding her hard against the train door, no longer trying to be discrete. In his lust, he didn't care if anyone saw his dick slamming into her. ." My sister had now straddled my lap and was grinding her pussy against my cock through my lounge pants, from her wetness I guessed she wasn't wearing any underwear."Uh, where are your panties s*s?" I asked."Don't wear them on nights out, they get in the way, just like your pants are..." She said, as her fingers began tugging at the waistband of my lounge pants.Her hand was inside my pants now, her fingers wrapped around my already hard cock, "Mmmmm, this is just what I need!" C'mon s*s, we. " Is she better?" Susan asked as she sat in the seat next to him."Her body is doing a little better according to Fred, but unfortunately, the doctors think she's brain dead." Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. I was hoping..." Susan wound down instead of saying the obvious. Then thought, Crap, Diana is sitting in his lap. I had planned to startle him by sitting there, then in the sweetest voice I could conjure up, ask him if I could live here. He would know I was fucking with him, but he wouldn't be.