Thomas the Tank Engine had never felt such excitement as he did when he saw Mary Berry walk onto the set of the Thomas the Tank Engine movie. She was a stunning older woman, with a twinkle in her eye and a curvaceous figure that made Thomas's steam valves heat up. He knew right away that he wanted her, and from the looks of it, the feeling was mutual.

Mary approached Thomas with a mischievous grin on her face. "Well, hello there, Thomas," she said, her voice dripping with honey. "I must say, I've never met a train quite like you before."

Thomas puffed up his smoke stack, feeling a surge of pride and lust. "I'm one of a kind, Mary," he replied. "Just like you."

Mary raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Oh really?" she said. "And how do you propose we explore this...connection between us?"

Thomas thought for a moment, then grinned. "Why don't we start with a little tour of my insides?" he suggested.

Mary's eyes lit up with excitement. "Oh, I'd love that," she said, her voice husky with desire.

Thomas led Mary to his cab, where they climbed aboard and got comfortable. Mary's hands roamed over Thomas's controls, exploring every inch of him with a sense of wonder and lust. Thomas could feel himself getting harder with every touch, and he knew that he had to have her.

He reached out and pulled Mary close, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss. Mary responded eagerly, her tongue darting out to explore Thomas's mouth. Thomas could feel her body pressed against his, and he knew that he had to take things to the next level.

He reached down and started to undo Mary's pants, his fingers brushing against her lace underwear. Mary moaned with pleasure as Thomas slipped his fingers inside her, feeling her wetness and heat. He started to move his fingers in and out, alternating between slow, deep thrusts and quick, shallow ones.

Mary's moans grew louder as Thomas worked his magic, her body trembling with pleasure. She reached down and started to stroke Thomas's cock, her fingers expertly moving up and down his shaft. Thomas could feel himself getting close to the edge, and he knew that he had to make Mary cum before he did.

He started to finger her faster and harder, his thumb circling her clit in tight, rhythmic motions. Mary's moans turned into screams of pleasure as she came hard, her juices flowing freely over Thomas's fingers.

Thomas pulled his fingers out of Mary and brought them to his mouth, savoring the taste of her on his tongue. Mary watched him with a dazed expression on her face, still reeling from her orgasm.

Thomas knew that it was his turn now, and he was ready. He positioned himself so that Mary could climb onto him, her legs straddling his body. Mary looked into Thomas's eyes, a wicked smile on her face, as she slowly lowered herself onto him.

Thomas moaned with pleasure as he filled Mary up, her tight pussy gripping him like a vise. Mary started to ride him hard, her hips moving up and down in a fast, steady rhythm. Thomas could feel himself getting close to the edge again, and he knew that he had to hold on.

He reached up and started to play with Mary's breasts, his fingers tweaking her nipples and making her moan with pleasure. Mary leaned forward and started to kiss Thomas again, their tongues dancing together as they moved in sync.

Thomas could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge, and he knew that he couldn't hold on much longer. He started to thrust his hips upwards, meeting Mary's movements with each stroke.

Suddenly, Thomas felt himself cumming hard, his juices flowing deep into Mary's pussy. Mary moaned with pleasure as she felt Thomas fill her up, her body shaking with her own orgasm.

They collapsed onto the cab, both of them exhausted and sated. Thomas looked over at Mary, a

satisfied smile on his face. "Well, that was one hell of a tour," he said, his voice hoarse with pleasure.

Mary grinned, her eyes shining with mischief. "I

think we should do it again sometime," she said.

Thomas nodded, his heart racing with excitement. "I'd like that," he said, his voice filled with longing.

And with that, they both knew that this was just the beginning of their steamy love affair.

Mary, being the amazing baker that she is, knew she had to make something special for Thomas to commemorate this memorable moment. She knew the perfect thing to make, a cake baked with her loins.

She climbed onto the stage, where all the equipment were set up. She took off her clothes, revealing her beautiful, curvy body. She spread her legs wide and began to rub her clit, feeling herself getting wetter and wetter.

As she rubbed herself, she started to feel the familiar sensation building up inside her. She moaned with pleasure as she came hard, her juices flowing freely.

She collected her juices in a bowl, then mixed it with the cake batter. She poured the batter into a cake pan and placed it in the oven, letting it bake to perfection.

When the cake was done, she took it out of the oven and let it cool. She then decorated it with frosting and sprinkles, making it look beautiful and appetizing.

She brought the cake to Thomas, who couldn't believe his eyes. "This is for me?" he asked, his voice filled with disbelief.

Mary nodded, a proud smile on her face. "Yes, it is," she said. "A cake baked with my loins, just for you."

Thomas couldn't believe it, but he could already tell that the cake was going to be delicious. He took a bite, savoring the taste of Mary's juices mixed with the sweetness of the cake.

He looked up at Mary, a look of pure gratitude and lust in his eyes. "Thank you," he said, his voice filled with emotion. "This is the most amazing thing anyone has ever done for me."

Mary grinned, feeling proud and satisfied. "I'm glad you like it," she said. "I'll make sure to bake you more cakes, whenever you want."

Thomas couldn't believe how lucky he was to have Mary in his life. He knew that this was just the beginning of their amazing love affair, and he couldn't wait to see what the future held for them.