My life was now over as I knew it, and I startedto get very upset, as tears started running down my face.Mom noticed the tears right away as we entere... another aisle near to theone, we were just in. She goes what's wrong.I told mom you need to look down there its Sarah & her mom again, and Ithink she knows. Oh, mom please do something, she's one of the cutestgirls in my class. I can't have her see me like this, and I'm pretty sureshe already figured it out. I just know she knows that it's me. This was all arranged and I went down to the bus stop at the right time to wait.The only problem was that I didn't know what she looked like really and I got a few strange looks from women who walked past as I checked them out to see if they had on black seamed stockings, as I had asked my friend to wear.After a little while I started to think I had been stood up and thought about going back home but, just as it seemed hopeless a tall slender woman of about 45 arrived, wearing black stockings. I mean, just because I think his birthday should be a national holiday and I think he should be the fourth person in the Blessed Trinity, does not mean I worship him, right? Anyway...I finally came up with a real fantasy. Yes, after all this time I did it. Humor me, alright? I know it is a bit corny, with time machines and all, but it is a fantasy. I mean after all, I am entitled, just like anyone else. So let me begin...it goes something like this. You girls might want to get comfortable. You. Iqra by now had become quite a good cock sucker and she used her techniques on him taking it all in and gagging on it while playing with his balls it just took her a minute and she felt him getting close so she quickly got his dick out and right she was as Mark grunted and shot four jets of his cum on her landing on her forehead and her hijab one on her cheek and another on her nose. She put his dick back in her mouth and cleaned it with a smile. She turned to look at Kevin who had a weird look.