" Megan declared determinedly.I asked weakly, "Megan, are you on the pill? I don't want to get you pregnant."She smiled, "Yes, I've been on the pill s...ince I started fucking a year and a half ago. I won't get pregnant." Thank God." We're going to have to work on your hair trigger. One minute of sex just doesn't do it for me." Megan pulled herself off of my cock and got between my legs. She leaned down and slurped my drooping, slimy, cum covered cock into her mouth."Oh God" I moaned as she sucked. I think that nothing less than actuallygetting my hands on Dave's dick will do anything to help deal with thisdesperate craving. But how do I do it? Can I just come straight out withit ? "Hey, Dave, can I suck your cock?" Should I sneak into his room atnight and feel him up when he's asleep? Maybe I should get him very drunkand then try coming on to him. Maybe I should get myself very drunk. He'sbeen trying to get me out to the pub all week but I've resisted, out ofembarrassment. He's. When the train stopped at Palmerston North I paid for a cup of tea, which I took back on board to drink. Half an hour later I was asleep, my rolled up greatcoat jammed between the window and the seat back and cushioning my head.I woke from an erotic dream about me and my fiancé, feeling a hand softly fondling my erect cock through the stiff serge of my battledress trousers. As I opened my eyes I realised that the compartment light had been turned off, and was lit only by the dim light from the. A hide-a-bed sofa had been unfolded. Xania was in the middle of the bed, with Katherine and Amy working away on her. Katherine was generally focusing on Xania's upper half and Amy on her lower half, but their hands were busy and seemingly everywhere at once.Susan was just sitting nearby, watching. She looked quite tired.Suzanne was getting her things so she could go upstairs to the other shower and clean up before heading home. She said to Alan as she walked past him, "Ah, the energy of youth..