The man stood up and quickly dropped his pants, exposing a long, dark dick surrounded with black pubic hair. He took aim at Anita's pussy from behind ...and rammed it in very hard. She screamed loud.The wild gardener had pulled Ana's hips away from the window. Her hands now were against the glass supporting her, as she leaned over. Her tits were dangling straight down. As the older Latin man humped her from behind, he moved his hands down her sides, grabbing her round boobs. Ana’s head was hanging. All the while Beth was talking softly, reassuring but exciting and stimulating; so that I wanted her to do whatever she had in her mind to do. Beth’s fingertips strayed past my closed slit, lightly parting my portaled lips, dabbing at the hood of my clitoris, slowly exciting it to erectness and exposure. Just when my arousal levels started to rise she moved on. Beth’s attitude to the massage was different from my previous massage experiences; the guys always seem to be anxious to get to the act. I was traveling by an overnight train from my native place to Bangalore, and the train journey became a very memorable one.It was a sleeper coach and had my seat in the side upper. After a very long time, the people started coming into my compartment in various stations. I was prepared for a boring journey until she boarded the train. She was wearing a saree and was like she had been to a formal function.It was obvious she was married, and I could not take my eyes off her. I didn’t want to. The sphere was now anchored not just to the building, but also to this time. It was going nowhere.As long as my sphere surrounded her, she could not escape. I watched her as she seemed to be muttering. The portal grew, and finally established itself. I had several spells ready for whoever came through.I saw a face, with which I had become familiar with over the past week or so. Jorslan's. Damn! I cast a seal over the portal opening. I felt it get hit and stretch, but it held! I quickly.