We talked about what got her started in the tattoo field, how I got into modeling and just overall casual conversation. She even took off her blouse t...o show me her Japanese style tattoo that covered her whole left arm.After showing me her tattoo, she asked me if it would be alright to leave her top off while she worked on me, saying something about being hot and didn't want to get ink on her shirt.While she worked further on my tattoo in her white laced bra she asked, "So are you seeing. “Well, not first[/i},” I said lamely. “But it happened pretty quickly.”“I guess I should be glad that you programmed me so I wouldn’t be traumatized. I hear therapy is expensive as shit.”“For both of us,” I said. “I got programmed before you did.”“So that’s it,” she said, nodding as if that explained everything. Maybe it did. “Did someone else program me, too?”“I’m afraid so,” I said. “No point in lying about it.”“Dad, we’ve already fucked. That’s done. Nowhere to go but forward,” she calmly. She saw me looking at her and adjusted her pallu to its position. She emptied almost half of the bottle. The train was now moving at a steady speed and the darkness and the cool air through the window slits was nice. I gathered some guts and slowly advanced towards her. I put my hand on her shoulder and she did not resist. I slowly pulled her pallu down and she did not prevent. I took the cue and put my palm behind her neck and slowly pulled her to me. I took her lips in mine and we started. I put my finger inside her pussy and she started shaking her body like a fish without water. I loved that moment and went down. I gently pulled down her thong and started playing her pussy with my hand. After doing that some more time, I got up and placed myself in between her legs and positioned my dick in the gap. But she pushed me back; I was like “what the fuck is wrong with you?” She said, “Baby let’s do little more foreplay, I don’t want this to ends so soon, please baby”. I agreed.So she.