I purchased the ticket for Pune & started searching for some place to sit.Unfortunately there was no place to sit & i was the only Unlycky Guy to keep... standing [Atleast thats what i thought for that time]. While moving backwards, a good looking aunty who was around 28-30 Yrs old asked me that should she move her bag kept near her seat so that i could stand there properly. When is said yes she kept the bag in the above space provided for keeping bags & allowed me to rest near her seat.I knew. The name bubbled up to the surface of the choppy sea of my thoughts.Was that Kris' sister? Kris didn't have a sister. And his mom's namewas Rachel. I didn't even know a Kat Davenport."Hey, Coltrane," Jordan said. "You better not be getting sick."I shook my head, willing myself to focus on acting normal. I blinkedseveral times before releasing a slow breath. The turmoil in my headslowly settled down to something akin to normality.Knowing that every eye at the table was zeroed in on me. I managed. He lowered his hips back down, away from the reach of her hungry vagina. She groaned and pressed her body against his more urgently, lapping and sucking at his mouth. ‘Oh, please,’ she whimpered, feeling him rise up again, pressing against her opening once more. This time she pushed back, feeling his smooth dome slowly slipping into the embrace of her muscular entrance. He tried to slip back out as her moist warmth enveloped him, but she persisted, releasing a cry of pleasure as the crown of. We fingered each other to glorious orgasms, kissing the whole time. When we finished, she jumped off and licked my pussy squeaky clean. I thanked her, and she said the pleasure was all hers. I walked back to my seat, and poor Tim was hard as a rock again. "Can you hold out until Geometry?" I asked him. He said he guessed he'd have to.TimBy the time we got to Geometry, my ten-incher was at a perfect ninety-degree angle to my body. Mr. Riswell took one look at me and said, "I assume you need.