The meal was relaxed enough, Mark was a bit dumb in the company, butthey were polite and charming about it. Afterwards , we went into the lounge, and ...rank rather a lot. Now Mark went to the toilet, the downstairs one, and I knew in there was a painting, a nude of Sonn. Very impressive, she modelled like me, in her teens, and it's a fabulous painting. She is gorgeous. Mark looked a bit red when he came back. I thought he might have had a little wank. We got onto art, somehow. John joked that. Walking down the bus Marla says, “Do you always sit on the bus playing with the girl’s tits?”He smiles, “Usually, but not always. Sometimes I do this.” He pulls his hands back and brings his arms in front of the girls to slip them under their dresses. Lifting the hems to their waists as he slides his hands into their panties as he plays with their pussies. Marla goes bright red, and brighter still when Carmen writhes in her seat and moans as she comes. A smiling Wendy reaches out with her right. My pussy was flooding her desk and I certainly did not give a fuck if I got some stupid bitch's test paper wet. I was beyond caring about something as trivial as that when she stopped and said, "I think you need something bigger than just my fingers, don't you Sadie?" There was a slight pause as she watched for my reaction. "Lucky for you I have just the thing that I carry around in my purse for just such a wonderful occasion as this!" She reached for her purse and unzipped it and took out a. I got under the cover, my back to Kelly.While I lie there with Kelly against my back, I tried to close my eyes. The feeling of her so close to me was making it very difficult to relax. Kelly put her hand on my shoulder and I jerked.“Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you,” Kelly whispered. “I wanted to say thanks for being so strong and making everything okay for us.”“No problem. Um, can I say something without you taking it the wrong way?”“I don’t know. What do you want to tell me?”“Kelly, you’re.