Another man climbed over the seat and took up position for a blowjob. “I’m doing well,” I answered, offering a weak smile,
I passed the men and returned to my seat. I looked back to see the men still partying strong. On Sunday, I hung out with friends, stayed longer than I should have, and got to the train station just before my train departed. They handed me another cup filled with tequila,
“Drink, drink, drink, The men roared. What kind of wine is this,” I asked excitedly. I put my lips to Martin’s ear and whispered,
“yes,”
I took ahold of the second cock and started to suck it when Martin announced,
“Oh fuck I’m going to cum,”
“Um, um, um, um,” I moaned loudly. I took a sip of the wine. “Hey everyone, this is Madilyn. I took a sip of the wine. “Higher, higher, higher,” The men chanted. “We’re playing a drinking game, and it’s your turn,” one man said. And I shaved everywhere. The train ride there, while scenic, was remote and consisted mainly of a desert landscape. I looked to the front of the rail car to see if anyone was watching, but it was too dark for me to see anyone. On Sunday, I hung out with friends, stayed longer than I should have, and got to the train station just before
