They had already started, I could hear the bed lightly squeaking and her moaning. There were brief periods of silence. I believe that he was going dow... on her, because a few moments later, she let out a deep moan. I could hear the bed moving, as if she was squirming, and it was obvious she was having an orgasm. Then I heard them change positions. When you listen to sex as often as I have, you can get an idea of what's going on just by the sounds. "Suck my cock," I heard him say.He must have. It was wonderful.” She eased into his arms. “But, Evan, I’m going to become a slut.” That drew an outright laugh from Evan as he held his wife. “Really? That’s just a name. You just liked it. You know I can’t be here with you all the time. Now you know it can be good without me. Just don’t fall in love.” “I didn’t even kiss him,” she said, sounding sorrowful. “On the mouth, no, I noticed. Did you want you?” Her dark curls shook. “Not really. I just wanted, you know.” He wrapped her closer in. Removing my pants roughly and quickly, he then took a moment to admire the way my panties caressed the curves and lips of my pussy. I kept my legs tight together. I was embarrassed of my moist garments and of my desire. He climbed on top of me and showed me how much he was desiring me; rubbing his hard bulge against the lips of my pussy. Using his knee, he spread my legs. He bunched and pulled tightly from the back; and rubbed my outline, through my now soaking underwear. After pushing. I dozed off a bit and was soon woken up to see an old lady with her daughter come inside. I didn’t pay any attention but soon a girl of about 20 years medium complexioned walked in wearing a salwar. She had sat alone on the seat right behind me and asked if this bus goes to Ernakulam to which I said yes. Though it was mid noon it was getting dark as it was monsoon time and just about to rain. There were few thunders then and the girl was visibly a bit scared. The mother and daughter were.