Chapter 2927 A Train & A Naked Pussy:>Ep9
- The gentlemen were all back in their places, neatly two either side. Neat and respectable but for their male generative organs so upright and visible. Eleanor needed to do something about them. Her mind returned to the question of just what? What to do with the expected outpourings. That did need to happen, she rather thought. Not just a single mess but four. Would it be best if she took them one by one into her mouth and... um... swallowed. Nothing to escape, then. Whilst she was wearing very little there was a risk that errant semen might otherwise go where it was not wanted. She did not mean in her vagina but, if she was to use her hands and fingers, then onto her underclothes or, well, her dress that was hanging up, possibly safely, on its hangar on the luggage rack, but if one or more of the gentlemen was something of a 'shooter', and she understood some men were, then there was a risk of his stuff not being caught but splashing on her frock. A stain she would rather be without.
- The gentlemen would no doubt like to be sucked. Of course, depositing in the 'proper place' would avoid 'mess' though she might drip afterwards, especially with four gentlemen's 'spend', though that was easier to deal with -- drips not spurts! But she was not minded to do that. She had, after all, only just met the four gentlemen. The logic all rather pointed to her using her mouth not her fingers.
- The gentlemen had been good. They had looked, not touched. But Eleanor thought, as she had before, she would like to be touched. Women and girls had needs too! Touched and opened on that moving train. But letting the gentlemen do that had risks, might they not get carried away? Four men could easily force her, especially with her now being so wet and... lubricated. If they promised not to put their penises in her vagina or anywhere near, then she would let each come in her mouth -- not let, really, it would be more making them do that thing with her tongue and lips.