The bus came around and I got a place to sit. The seat next to me was empty, and as usual, I opted the window seat to partake in the crowded city’s ...haotic visuals to accompany my music.After few stops, a slim young guy in his late teens stepped in and took the seat next to me. He was Asian looking, so my bet was that he was either from Manipur or Nepal. He was dressed fancily, with slight blonde streaks at the front of his hair.He was wearing a black t-shirt and tight skinny jeans. I continued. Victor wondered if the chance to fuck either Rhonda or Ann was the reason. Nevertheless he was happy to say yes and both Rhonda and Ann were very excited when he told them the news. The week was spent talking about what they would do on the Sunday. Ann insisted it was her turn with a horse and Rhonda was looking forward to her adventures with Digger. Victor was just excited.Sunday morning they were up early. Ann was a little on edge as the time had come for her to experience a horse. Rhonda’s. She also rolled her breasts. “Imagine you are proving bread. Too hard and it will collapse back and be ruined, to soft and it won;t rise again.” She went back to her nipples and squeeze them. I could see her face grimace. “There’s nothing wrong with a bit of pain, just a bit. Now sit back down and watch”I did as I was told. I was transfixed. Unbeknown to me, as I was watching her play with her nipples so much, her labia had opened, wide. She had aroused herself greatly. “see how now I. I could see them heaving with her breathing getting heavier every moment. Her sensual perfume was drowning me deep in her ocean of sexuality. Her breasts started swelling with her every breath.She started breathing heavily. Her nipples sought to stab through every layer of stiff starched cloth of her short choli. Her perfect round boobs created a lovely sight in the bright lights, good enough for any man to lose his morals. I clicked few pictures, asked her to wait, and dimmed the lights.She.