"But I best be getting back on old Bessie and headin' this train back up North. If I gets to talkin' trains in this fine set you got here, there may b...e snow on the mountain before we get there!"You couldn't help but like Harvey Newman. He was old time railroad through and through. And he loved to talk. Finally, he pulled out an old pocketwatch and flipped open the gold case. "I reckon, I'd best be getting you all hitched up. Where abouts you headin' out of Walsenburg, if ya don't mind me. She shot one hip down, then the other, feeding an inch of bull cock into her cunt at a time.She felt like a boa constrictor devouring a pig.The bull's cockhead was halfway up her and sh �e already felt stuffed to the brim, but she knew from happy experience that she could manage a lot more than that.Inch by inch she squirmed down. Ringo stood rigid.The first time they had fucked he had started to hump her, as he would have a cow, but that had been futile. His big, blunt prick had battered her. "Uh uh, you're not allowed to do that! You have to leave your nose open."She chuckled, almost sounding like an evil cackle!"Oh no do I have to? Ooh ok if I must..."I sighed and let go off my nose.She kept glancing back and forth between the windshield and me, a big playful grin seemed permanently etched onto her beautiful chubby face.She lifted her heavy thick plump cheek off the seat again and-*rrraarrrrpppttttfffff*She let rip again.She kept farting loads. I was amazed by just how much gas. As they started to kiss again, their kisses quickly became lascivious, suggestive of more of what both of them wanted. When Stefan broke away, he slid down between Irmgard’s opening legs. He sank his tongue into her hot-fucked, delectable pussy.Irmgard cried out and bucked in unbridled lust against Stefan’s invading mouth. As his tongue found its target circling her clit, he pushed his thumb into her cunt. Irmgard’s breathy whimpers changed into barely muffled cries as her groin and thighs.