. sometimes by strangers on the bus.When you’re as friendly as I am, it’s pretty easy to get covered in marks.As soon as the waves of my orgasm be...an to subside, my mind cleared slightly, and I realized that something was wrong.Really wrong.My brother had asked me for a kiss, and I’d just writhed around on his lap like it was his job to pleasure me. Fortunately, I knew exactly how to fix that.I quickly slipped my bra off, slipped my dress down to expose my tits, and slipped down to my knees.. “Oh, Julie!”I giggled; we did a lot of giggling in those days.“Take it, Annie,” she said. “I told you, it’s ok.”So I did. It was heavier than I’d expected, and as I examined it I found the on/off switch on the bottom. I flicked it, and of course it started to vibrate with a low buzzing noise. Quickly I switched it off again.“Did you know she had it?” I asked.“I’d heard noises,” admitted Julie. “That kind of buzzing, lots of heavy breathing, and muffled groans. Of course, I sort of guessed what. I was screaming now.“Aaaahhhhh…aaaaaaahhhhh…behenchod, randichod, mujhe maat chod.”He did not utter a word and continued with his act.Finally I came and instantaneously he exploded inside me, emptying all his sperm inside my fertile womb.“It was good.” He said“Yeah it was. Are you happy?”“Are you happy?”We burst into fists of laughter.“Ok it is 7 ‘o’ clock and Arun may come home anytime so we must get dressed.”“No. Turn around and lift up your fucking ass.”“What? You just fucked me.”I have. ”I slowly opened the door, using it as a shield to hide my nakedness. An older gentleman was standing there with the tools of his trade in a neat, shiny, small black case. He was in his late fifties and stood about five-feet, six-inches.“I’m here to shave a guest. My name is Mark,” the barber behind the door said, and gave a nice smile at me, peeking around the door at me.“Come in, sir.” I nervously smiled back at him as I opened the door wide, suddenly expo ing my nude body to another.