Chapter 735 The Wildest Night Of My Life:>Ep3

• We kissed for at least ten minutes, without doing much else. I was on my back and she was on her side, curled into me. Eventually she reached out and began to stroke my cock, which was still rock hard. In the position we were in, it was hard for me to do much of anything except lay there and kiss her. She was in control.
• After a few minutes, she lifted her leg over me and managed to maneuver into a straddling position on top of me. We were wedged in pretty tight, with the bunk right above us. There was just enough room for us to kiss, face to face. I had my hands on her hips, which were sweaty and slick. She ground herself into my cock as we kissed, her panties still acting as a barrier to any penetration. Then she reached back and moved the bottom of panties to one side. With the same hand, she grabbed a hold of my cock and pointed it toward her opening. And then I was inside of her. It had been several months since I'd had sex, so any kind of sex would have been exciting. But I was now fucking a girl who I'd just met a few hours earlier, a girl who looked and sounded exactly like Penelope Cruz, on an overnight train bound for Venice. This encounter was so far beyond anything I'd ever experienced that I was thankful I was so tipsy. If I'd been sober, I wouldn't have lasted more than a few seconds.
• As Daniella slid up and down on my cock, she started to moan in between kisses. We were both slick with sweat. The space we were in was tight enough to induce claustrophobia, but in that moment, it was nothing but a turn on. The longer we fucked, though, the more frustrated I became with the tight confines. I wanted to be able to see her, to explore her body. But it was so dark and cramped. Then it occurred to me; the bunk above us, her bunk, was empty. I took my hands off of her ass, grabbed the cross bar above us, and pushed. The middle bunk folded back into the wall with a loud clang, much louder than I had anticipated.