.how would she ever face him again? Was he was some kind of weirdo who wanted to use her as his personal spank toy now? She shuddered again at that, b...ut she had to admit to herself that the shudder was not mainly born of fear, but of excitement at the prospect of just such a thing happening. She absentmindedly began rubbing her nipples, remembering the delicious sting in them when he pinched and held them. And then a final humiliating thought assailed her...oh shit! What if any of the others. With both hands free, she controlled the movement of the hammock once again. And within moments, was plunging fully into my ass. The backstroke left just the very tip inside before another pelvic collision between us. The sounds emanating from our back yard were beginning to sound like something you'd hear at the zoo. The grunts and growls were getting intense, as were the orgasms that we were both approaching. My hands were outspread and violently intertwined in the hammock strings as I began. At his rates, an entire night would be affordable.“What does the massage include?” I asked, with a naughty grin.“The hour belongs to you, Clive. You get to decide how it should be spent,” he answered, with a wry smile.“Can I get you another beer before we leave,” I offered.“Sure,” he replied.There was a brief silence as we and sipped our beers. A silly thought crossed my mind and before I could stop myself, I asked, “Are you cut or uncut, Robert?”Robert let out a laugh before he answered, “I’m. Everyone else on the train is slowly moving to another person. Biting their lips, squirming in their seats, getting red and flustered. Like somehow everyone on the train is getting horny. That couldn’t be possible, right? I didn’t know, but I definitely felt my pants tighten. Elly is inching closer and closer to me. She reaches over and puts her hand directly on my cock. It’s completely hard now. “Wow, I wondered how big your dick was, I’m impressed,” she says, her breathing getting heavier. I.