He turned slightly and said, "Happy Thanksgiving, Posie."She was already on her way towards the three of them but when she heard her name she started ...iggling her hind end. Claude picked her up and she licked his face. He put her down and she went over to Laurie.Laurie said, "Let's play!" and she and Annette ran towards the front lawn. Posie ran after them but wasn't quite fast enough to catch them yet."Did you go to church this morning?" I asked him."Yes, we did. I want to thank you for that,. . do you ever play with yourself? Like? You know... feel yourself here," and he began to finger her sodden pussy."Uh... yeah... sometimes. Is that what... like... did I make you get that hot feeling, like I do?" Yes, Coleen... that hot feeling is called cumming. Do you want me to make you cum?" Yeah... I'd like that." And she tilted her shapely hips, pushing her soft, wet nest against his hand. "Will I do that too? You know. Shoot stuff outa me? Like, when I'm older? Like, when I come?" I don't. I got jolted forward on Pooja. I tried to move back, but there found I no space. The bus moved on. And with my desire too. My penis kept brushing against her butts. Somehow my brain stopped working logically and I forgot everything around me. I couldn’t fathom what was happening. I cannot help but admit, that through accidental incidents it started turning into deliberate attempts. The feeling in me got uncontrollable. The windows were closed, it got heated up inside. This feeling was even more. She was dressed in a smartly tailored jacket, blouseand slacks but the man wasn't interested in her fashion statement. Withquick efficiency he pulled down her slacks. Her panties followed. Thewoman renewed her struggle but Frank wasn't worried. Hers was a lostcause. He bent her over a concrete abutment, freed his prick from hisclothes and penetrated her easily.Ha! Despite her protests she was really wet. She must have wanted itafter all. Well, they all did, didn't they? The fight went out of.