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She stirred and bucked some in her drugged sleep.
"Easy, baby. Keep it quiet," he whispered. Then he began long, delicious, pleasure-crazing strokes in
and out of her cunt. She started to moan and gasp, flexing under him. His cock thrilled madly.
"Ah, uh," she went.
"Sleep, sleep," he crooned. "Just enjoy."
He slid over onto her body rocking his prick in and out of her cunt more and more boldly. He felt her
soft thighs quiver and clutch on his flanks as he began to breathe heavily. She was half-awake, but of
course she would think in the darkness that it was Vic. The friction really maddened him with pleasure
now. He risked the full hug of her body, kissing those stiff nipples, nibbling, palming as his fucking loins
drove faster and faster.
She was half awake now, grunting in pleasure, taking his fuck and responding groggily with murmurs and
sighs.
Heaven. Pure unalloyed heaven, rocking his cock deep into the belly of the luscious Maddy with the
resilient firm flesh, the creamy skin, the tight young cunt. He was miles away from his loose-jointed,
two-dollar whores. This was princess stuff.
The train rocked and swayed, adding to his sensuous pleasure, the plunging cock and cunt met and
parted sending streams of pleasure fire through all of his body. The girl gasped and writhed and he felt
powerful fires begin to consume his belly. There was nothing like plugging young flappers!
"Oh, baby, oh. I love this kind of train travel."
"Sooo sexxxxy!" she cried softly.
Even as he rose to ecstasy he felt a finger of caution. Maddy didn't sound drugged. Maddy was fucking
him as lusciously as he fucked her. Maddy was going on his trip! But she thought he was Vic, so he'd
better keep his mouth shut. Anyway, it hardly mattered because he'd entered the sublime plateau of
animal lust to where orgasm and relief were only seconds away. And how luscious was the sensation of
maddening pleasure on his shaft.
"Going . . . to go . . . ." he whispered.
The hot girl astonished him. At his words, as if they were a signal, she lifted her powerful loins under him,
grunted and began to give up her womanhood.
"Ah-huh!" she gasped. Throb, throb, throb. "Oh, Phil!"
Something disturbed him but he was too crazed with joy to worry about it as he felt those strong cunt
throbs that told he'd satisfied his partner and could explode in happiness.
"Here . . . goes!" he hissed in sublime pleasure.
As he froze for orgasm, clutching the voluptuous body, a light flashed on. A sleepy platinum crowned
head peered at him.
"Wha's going on!", asked Texas Bunny. "Whut you doin' to Flair?"
"Oh, Flair," said George. Then his heart gave a great leap.
"George!" screamed Flair. "Thought you were Phil!"
"Ah-gung," cried George. It was too, too late. He clutched Flair whose body so closely resembled
Maddy's, sang out his joy and burst. Nothing ever felt so good, hugging that delicious, tanned body and
pumping off his seed deep in her cunt. Spurt, spurt, spurt.
"Ooooo-ieeeooooeeee," sang George, getting an extra pleasure lift out of his natural mistake. He gushed
and gushed, shivering in ecstasy as he seeded the kid's body.
"Why are you fucking George!" asked a puzzled Texas Bunny of Flair.
Flair wanted to stop but the sensual pleasure was altogether too much. She grunted and lifted up to the
spuming cock inside of her and throbbed off more thrilled cunt spasms to the command of the male's
bursting orgasm.
"There's not a heck of a lot - ahh - I can do about it j-j-just now!" cried Flair, giving up her sex treasure
to the older man.
George finished in style. You learned that in show business. If you made a big mistake right up on the
stage in front of everybody the best thing to do was go right ahead like it was part of the show. Of
course he'd staggered into the wrong compartment in his groggy state and got the wrong girl, but then he
dreamed of pronging Vic's sexy daughter even longer than Maddy. And except for the skin and hair,
they were almost exactly the same in those voluptuous builds.
"Ah, baby," he murmured, hugging Flair as they both finished orgasms and fell off the tension to that
wonderful after-sex glow. "I been sleepwalking. Thought I was back in Dallas with my wonderful
Mildred." He'd never been in Dallas and never known a "Mildred" but an ad-lib was called for and a
quick-thinking showman had to come up with it.
"Mildred, hell," said Flair, eyes flashing as she struggled out from under him. "When I tell my Daddy you
raped me, you'll go right off this train to jail."
"Pig!" cried Texas Bunny.
George got up and grabbed his shorts. "Sorry . . . ."
The two women were really angry now.
"George Panther, you've ruined yourself," cried Flair. "Look at me, all filled with your stupid seed."
"Pervert!" said Texas.
But George had a sudden brainstorm. "Hey, Flair you were kinda moist when I mounted." He whirled,
grabbed Texas and felt in her crotch. Even through her nightie he could feel that her cunt was much too
soft and moist. It had seen action sometime in this night.
"Well, well," he grinned. "It looks like you girls have been at each other tonight. Does your daddy know
about that, Flair?"
There was a sudden silence in the compartment.
"Just get out of here, George," said Flair after too long a pause.
"Wou'd've thought it? His ex-mistress and his daughter, fucking each other's brains out. Probably been
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