He added a second finger and she moaned louder and longer. She had an orgasm as she normally could give herself. The difference was there were more to... come. She started to ask Ken to fuck her. She wanted his manhood inside her. Ken was ready. He rolled over above her. She spread her legs and pushed her pussy up to meet him. As he started to put himself inside, she felt it get real tight and it hurt. They went slowly as they both hurt a little, but it was a good hurt. He felt a lot of. " Ah, I had meant the Mogul." He nodded to the locomotive at the head of the platform."Ah, yes." I've always felt that the modern fashion of cladding locomotives in fairings to improve their aerodynamic performance has taken away much of their romance. The enclosed boiler heaters and recycled steam may be cleaner and more efficient but I still recall with nostalgia the clouds of steam shrouding a locomotive as it hauled its way up some bank or other; a sight lost to us today.A waitress. ***I should have locked my door that night. Heather and I usually locked our bedroom door every night. It was habit. I should have known he would have come to me. Maybe I even wanted him to. I would never admit that though. Not even to myself.Regardless of what I wanted though, come he did because at some ungodly hour of the night I woke up screaming around the hand clamped over my mouth.“Why are you screaming little one?” He asked in a whisper. “I thought you liked when I got rough with you.”I. After all, an hour or so of hunger pangs was light punishment for the two hours of aching need that I'd endured since his oh so sensual phone call. Just then, I heard the car pull up outside. I hastily made my way to the front door, yanked it open and fell into his arms, even as he let his briefcase fall to the floor. We kissed passionately, my breasts enjoying some relief as they were crushed against the familiar warmth of his body. We came up for air and I moaned, then I began to pant.