One Track Mind

As you can see, I've got me a one-track mind. I was on my way through the desert and spotted a train just sitting on the tracks. The sun was just about to set over the golden sand of the desert and I wanted to play on the train while I still could. My pussy was so wet. My caboose wanted a big cock, and my man jumped out of the truck and pulled out his iron horse and I rode it down the rails. The dirt and dust from the tracks didn’t stop me from my pursuit of a good ride. I willingly lay there and took that burning engine in between my legs. I twitched, my body orgasmed, as my engineer dumped his load all over my large tits.