I suckled her right tit, rolling my tongue all over her little nipple, biting her flesh. I switched to the left one and gave it the same attention. He...r hands were wrapped in my hair, holding me to her breasts as she was moaning with pleasure. I took my hand and started stroking her thigh. My fingers brushed her mound and she let out a squeal. I slipped a finger into her pussy and it was drenched in her juices. She was so tight and so wet, I was dying to taste her. She smelled like sex and her. Finally, Matt got up and staggered to his room. Shortly afterwards, I excused myself and went to my room. After showering, I read a little, then fell asleep. Sometime later, I was awakened by someone entering my room. I raised up, and saw that it was Heather. Sorry she said, but I need to take a shower to sober up. Thinking her shower was broken, I mumbled o.k.. I went back to sleep until I felt the bed move as someone was getting in bed with me. It was Heather. Still groggy from just being. I guess we're both at least a little lucky, but I only have B-cups though," Jeanette replied."Well, you'll be pregnant sooner or later," I said.Then we hugged again and she took off my bra as well. The she took another really good look at my rack. Then I think she fell in love me a little harder. Then we pressed our boobs against each other really nicely as she leaned up."You still got a really nice rack," I said."Thank you, I like yours more though. They are big and perky. And with you being. "Thank you sweetheart, that was very kind of you," she said with a smile, "But I should have spilled water not whiskey, on your shirt. I do hope it comes out." "Not to worry, if a spilled drink is what it takes to bring us together like this, I'll soak the damn shirt in whiskey," I laughed. Then I took my tigress in my arms and kissed her once more as the gentle rocking of the train put us both in a deep and very peaceful sleep. The sleep that only lovers know. * The next morning came far.