"You didn’t put it in my ass yet, Alex..." she moaned while I groped her cheeks rough, spreading them wide—so thick and juicy, warm skin overflowing my hands.
"You both planning to milk dry—and the trip hasn’t even started, huh?" I said, voice rough.
They both giggled—cute but filthy—and kissed everywhere: cheeks, neck, chest, sexy hot wet kisses, tongues licking slow, marking my skin like they were claiming to be their daddy, their man.
"Ahh... I’m gonna get hard again if you keep doing that, girls..." I warned, squeezing Gloria’s tit hard—full and firm, nipple rolling under my thumb.
"Great—that’s our plan," Gloria said, once innocent girl turning slutty by the second, eyes sparkling as she licked my ear again.
Hearing these horny things from these thick slutty girls—my dick was getting revived again, even after all the action it had tonight. It still wanted more. Fuck, at this rate I was gonna die before even reaching the beach.
They were both worshipping my body—licking everywhere, soft tongues on my neck, chest, nipples, giggling low as they tasted the sweat and cum on my skin, hands roaming my thighs, teasing close to my half-hard dick still inside Brittany.
Suddenly—a knock ca on our door.
SHIT.
"Who is it?" Gloria said shockingly, body tensing, eyes wide.
"Shit, it must be my mom," Brittany whispered, freezing on top of .
I thought it might be Tiffany too—she could be checking on the girls.
"Brittany... if your mom finds us like this and tells my mom... it would be over for ," Gloria said panicking, voice shaky, trying to pull away subtle but my hands on her hips kept her close.
But I knew—even if it was Tiffany, she’d be mad at first, maybe yell, but then she’d join us. I was kinda chill, but still alard—what if it was Lily or soone else?
My dick—that got hard again—was still inside Brittany’s warm pussy, room filled with sex sll, bodies tangled naked.
"Hey, I shouldn’t speak first," I whispered low. "Brittany, you go ask who it is—don’t open the door yet."
She understood—pulled my dick out slow (wet pop making us all shiver), thick body jiggling as she stood, cum leaking down her thighs shiny.
She walked to the door naked—boobs bouncing heavy, ass swaying, glancing back at us nervous but hot.
"Who is it?" she asked close to the door, voice trying to sound normal.
"Hello, ma’am—I need to check your tickets," a woman’s voice ca from the other side—calm, professional.
"It must be the conductor checking tickets," I whispered low so only Brittany and Gloria could hear.
Gloria was closer to now—her hot body radiating heat against my side. I started squeezing her thick ass again—fingers digging deep, spreading cheeks subtle.
She looked at lusty—biting her lip, pushing back into my hand, forgetting the knock for a second.
We weren’t caring anymore—the idea of soone outside while we were naked and tangled inside was making us hornier, risk turning us on bad.
"Alex... stop that," Brittany whispered angry from the door, boobs jiggling as she turned a little. "Do you have the tickets on your phone?"
"You don’t have?" I asked, leaning down to take one of Gloria’s nipples in my mouth, sucking hard—wet pop as I latched on, tongue swirling the hard peak.
"Ahh..." Gloria moaned loud, body arching already healed from her climax, pushing her tit deeper into my mouth like she couldn’t get enough.
"No, I don’t—I didn’t ask Lily for it," Brittany said, glancing back worried.
"Shit, I have it... but I didn’t bring my phone with ," I said, stopping the bite—Gloria looked like she missed my mouth instant, pushing her boobs closer needy.
"Ma’am, I’m gonna need to see so tickets," the woman called again, polite but firm.
"Tell her your mom has it," I whispered, biting Gloria’s lower lip now, her sweet innocent face lting into again.
"Hello, ma’am—it’s just and my friend in here," Brittany said louder to the door, trying to buy ti, voice a little too high, too quick.
Gloria moaned soft into my kiss—hand drifting down to my cock again, stroking slow and needy, like the risk only made her hotter.
The risk—the knock, the voice outside—only made us hotter.
Brittany glanced back—eyes dark, jealous but turned on.
"And my mom has the ticket," she added fast, glancing back at us panicked.
"Okay, miss—what’s your mom’s rootte number?" the conductor lady asked, voice calm but firm through the door.
"Fuck... even I don’t know that," I whispered low, stopping mid-kiss with Gloria while my fingers slid into her pussy slow—curling deep, feeling her clench wet around them.
"Alex... can you for one ti think without your dick head?" Brittany hissed low, angry a little, thick body jiggling as she shifted nervous at the door—boobs bouncing, cum still leaking down her thighs shiny.
I just smiled looking at her—calm, teasing—while Gloria reached up and bit my nipple hard, teeth sinking in sharp, tugging just enough to make hiss low.
Brittany turned back to the door, still naked, body tense. "Ma’am, I don’t know my mom’s room number," she said polite but voice cracking a little, trying to sound innocent.
"Okay, miss—I need you to open the door," the conductor said firmly now, tone sharper, like she’d picked up the panic in Brittany’s voice and figured sothing was off.
The conductor must’ve thought we were sneaking on train without tickets or sothing—not knowing the panic was from three naked people tangled in cum and sweat, fucking like animals while she stood outside.
Gloria kept biting my nipple—eyes locked on mine, naughty and bold now, hand stroking my cock slow under the sheet we’d pulled quick.
Fuck—all this tension and Gloria was getting more horny, making my dick harder with every naughty bite on my nipple, eyes locked on mine bold now, hand stroking slow and firm under the sheet.
She was such a perfect slut—her friend fighting for her life at the door not to let the lady conductor know we were in here fucking like animals, and here Gloria was trying to get my dick in her holes again, grinding subtle, moaning soft into my skin.
"Miss, if you are not opening the door, I will have to call security," the lady conductor said outside, voice firr now, knock turning insistent.
We all froze for a second—bodies tense, hearts pounding. We couldn’t let the whole damn train know we were tangled in here together at night—naked, sweaty, cum everywhere, fucking like animals.
"I’m opening the door, ma’am," Brittany said with fear in her voice, trying to sound normal, but it ca out a little too high, too rushed. "Just a minute, please..."
She looked back at —eyes wide, panicked but pleading, asking silent "what should I do now?"
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