At one point, after swallowing cum for hours, I was thirsty, but there was no water, a man offered to piss in my mouth, so I opened it and drank his salty urine before sucking more cocks. We enjoyed a wonderful lunch. Indian sex Hans led me into the service car, taking the last table in the car, right next to my sleeper car. “Well, yeah, probably,” I replied, embarrassed. I told him I was backpacking across Europe for the summer and I was from the U.S.A. He said he was single but always looking for a future wife. “Our cocks will make your pussy feel better, Rebecca,” Hans said as he crawled between my legs. “Rebecca, none of them will hurt you. I watched as the train pulled into the station. I fucked every man hard, trying to soothe the itch deep inside my cunt, but to no avail.
