I have a great, bold story to tell. The day I fucked Thomas The Train. The hottest train ever. A great, sexual blue body, and a face that can hold onto 50 loads of cum. It all started when I had sex with my boyfriend, George Floyd. I forced my dick down his throat and he kept saying, “Preston, I can’t breathe!” But I kept thrusting my dick down on him. I tied George up and unloaded my ass and put a huge turd in him. He choked on that shit, but I saw his dick let out some premature sperm, and I licked his dick like a lollipop with a flavor of salt. Anyway, after that, he was still suffocating from the turd in his mouth, and he died. I didn’t want to get arrested, so I put him in my bags and started to go to the train station. While I was at the train station, I saw this really fucking hot train. I don’t know why I felt such an attraction to this train, but his name was Thomas, and I wanted to ride him so badly. Lucky for me, he was my flight. When it was time to go on the train, I went in there. When I got on the train, I took off all my clothes. Everyone looked at me weird, but no one tried to stop me. I started to look for any piece of the train that I could put my dick in. Eventually, I couldn’t find anything, so I found a lady’s baby and stole it. I used the baby’s vagina as a masturbation toy as I nutted on Thomas’s face trying hard to be a useful transportation tool. Thomas said, “Hey, what the fuck is going on?!” I said, “Keep talking daddy… keep talking”. I couldn’t handle it anymore. Thomas was just teasing me too much. I stepped out of the train and started to look for the gas pipe. When I found the gas pipe, I started to violently thrust my penis into them. It burned incredibly bad, but it was worth it. Now when I cummed, Thomas wasn’t able to move anymore. The whole train was stuck. HOWEVER, that meant Thomas was vulnerable. I gave Thomas a big kiss on his mouth and went on the tracks for another train to kill me.