" Mmm... Tonight was wonderful my love. The night isn't over though." Carla replied as she looked deep into Rogers eyes. Slowly her hands reached up t...o undo the tie & she started to unbutton his shirt. She felt heat start to rise inside of her. In an effortless motion, Roger tie-wrapped the other end of the bike chain to his wife's ankle. It took the inebriated Carla a few seconds to realize what he had done. She started to protest, but Roger cut her off."Don't say a word. I came home during. Obeying Joe, who saw she was now awake, she climbed up to one bench, watching as Jack shoved the other against it tightly."This way."Jack positioned her so that her ass rested on the lower bench while her back rested on the other. The benches were small and terribly uncomfortable and her legs and thighs hung over the edges. Her heart began to beat faster, her pulse quickening."Get 'er arms, Joe."The one stud moved behind her, pulling the nun's hands back behind her and strapping her wrists to. So what does a young horny virgin boy on a long train trip with money in his pockets do, easy, drink lots of beer & masterbate to porn saved on my Ipad.The porn became a bit boring, it was getting late, I was more than a little drunk, (read plastered) it was time to to take a leak & go to bed.I stumbled down the rickety eyles of the train as it chucked its way across the heart of America. I somehow reached the toilets, nearly falling over taking a piss as the train took a bend, or was that just. She was chunky, that's the word: chunky.She did have tits, I'll give her that: big, soft, round, responsive tits. They kinda grew up with the first baby and never left her. They were her best features.Anyway, I was talking about drinking. Dr. Jekyll and Ms. Hyde time. One minute she was this sweet innocent lumpy little thing. Then she would down a few drinks - she preferred Manhattans - and suddenly she was this vicious attack shrew on the make. And every sentence she spoke contained some.