Belgian Commuter Train
A sexual encounter where 12 German men rail your wife, while you masturbate from the closet, covered in chocolate (cause Germans).
Grüben: Yah, so what do this weekend, Yan?
Yan: Oh you know, we just stayed in and ordered the Belgian Commuter Train. My wife really rode them to pleasure town, one by one!
Yan: Oh you know, we just stayed in and ordered the Belgian Commuter Train. My wife really rode them to pleasure town, one by one!