Ben’s pace started to slowly build. The heat built between their bodies. They both started to groan as the powerful waves of pleasure started to chu...n and rise up through them. Gwen started to move, grinding her hips in pace with his thrusts. She could feel her g-spot rubbing on his dick. Lightning bolts fired through her with every delicate touch of that throbbing head. She could feel the dick twitching, pulsating inside her. Fire burned through her insides, radiating out from her pussy and. "God! What is this place?" she asked moments later."It's something to do with the cricket club," replied Natasha, "but it's not used much anymore." What's that smell?" Probably piss," said Natasha, "You know what boys are like when they get caught short." You should talk," responded her friend."Yeah, I suppose I can," was the giggle-laden reply."So what have you dragged me in here for?" asked Kirsty."Mom's given us a dare," declared Natasha."A dare!" exclaimed Kirsty, "but..." Well, you were. I boarded the bus at Ameerpet and a lady was sitting in my seat. She requested me to sit in her seat which is in the front row. I had no option and sat in that seat. Next seat was occupied by a middle aged aunty. She covered fully and sleeping. I just sat there, plugged in my iPod and started listening to music. I don’t know when I slept.I woke up after 2hrs when the bus stopped at a dhaba for tea. I got down, had a cup of tea and came back to my seat. When I was about to sit, aunty woke up and. She was rocking back and forth on her hand as she blew me. How incredible. As I could feel my balls swelling with another milky load, Amy gagged a little, and her head shook side to side. Her hand between her legs was working overtime. She was now more focused on her pending orgasm than my cock although she didn’t stop. Her arse was sliding side to side, back and forth, her fingers obviously deep inside her, exploring every corner of her sex-deprived pussy. She momentarily stopped sucking my.