Or uski sister bhi utni hi sexy thi uske bhi boob bahut bade or sexy the, uska hubby aksar month may 18 20 din bahar rahta tha or may jab bhi uskay gh...r par jata to usko dekhta hi rahta or usko fuck karne ki socha karta ke kash is ko chod saku or ghar aa kar muth marta tha. Muje usko boob or ass ke bare may soch soch kar muth mara karta tha. May hab bhi uskay ghar jata to muje lagta ta thaki wo udas udas rahti hay. Ek din jab may uskay ghar gaya to uska ghar ka door khula huva tha or may bell. These two girls were kissing each other. On the bus, in the seat across from me. And they weren’t sisterly kisses either. These were real kisses. On the lips! Lingering.It took me a bit to recover and notice what else was going on. One girl had her hand on the other’s knee, just below her skirt hem. She was moving her hand up her friend’s (sister’s?) leg. That skirt was sliding up as her hand moved up. The two girls beside me were making out. On the bus, with me across from them. I remembered. "That looks much better, but I bet you are too much of a prude to take your bra off?" I dared her.“You don’t think I ever would do something like that, that’s why you daring me,” she responded angrily.She quickly glanced at the long empty road ahead, noticing that there were no other vehicles on the road and then unclasped the buckle and let her bra drop off to the side.I could not help but turn to the side to ogle her. The idea that she was daring and exposing herself like this was such a turn. We kept on exchanging mails for a few days and one day I asked her to describe her figure in her next mail her very next reply turned me on completely. Her description had instantly brought my manhood to its fullest size and I was damn hot.I wanted to relish her beauty and expressed my desire of meeting her. She was hesitant initially but agreed after I convinced her that our meeting would be strictly confidential forever. She was shy and afraid as this was the first time she was meeting a guy.