" Of course for you. Who did you think? But there's one thing. You'd better not call me Mr Devonshire." I know. I keep forgetting. Sorry, Ray!"He shoo... his head, looking strangely embarrassed. There were a lot of people around, hurrying in the direction of the shopping centre or coming away clutching bulging carrier bags emblazoned with big designer names. Mr Devonshire looked around at all the faces. "Maybe that's not a good idea either. Just for now, while we're shopping, it might be better. Within the first ten minutes it was obvious to me, my companion in the back was feeling frisky, as he now held my head in his lap, and as my husband and front seat companion chatted, his hand was wandering casually over my prostrate body.At first he traced the outline of my breasts through my sweater, gently kneading when he had a handful.His head was back, as I assume he was pretending to sleep for the sake of the front seat passengers, that way he would not be disturbed in the darkness and. He had a blue t-shirt and I was in red one. In the beginning we had introduced ourselves to each other and talked about 15 months. (He was also traveling towards Delhi) but after some time he used to involve his self in his mobile phone. So I was trying to sleep. But I listened to some moaning voice from his mobile and with curiosity I inverted my eye angles towards his mobile. By surprisingly he was watching gay porn at a moment.(Well I have been also curious about gay experience which I had. His thrusts are quick and we can all hear how wet she is. We are all compelled to move closer to the sofa. I can smell sex now. Guy #2 has his hands under Mary's ass and he is thrusting fiercely into her. It doesn't take long until he arches his head back, and clenches his ass cheeks as he squirts his hot cum into her pussy. He steps aside and another man takes his place. Now the sound of fuck slop is prevalent. The musty funk of cum is filling the room. Dan turns on a small fan. I am stoned.