“Hi, Steve! Do you want tea or coffee, or there’s some beer in the fridge?”“I’m driving, so no beer, and you’re busy so I can wait for a d...ink, but thanks.”Kat looked good again: she was wearing a pair of those sweat-shorts, but not the grey, baggy kind; these where pale-yellow, quite close fitting, and had a printed design on them. She was also wearing a figure-hugging cropped vest in a matching-colour which highlighted her bra underneath that was also intended to leave a gap of several inches. He bent me over, lubed my ass, and shoved the dildo all the in in making me grimace.Fucking me deep and hard with it he maneuvered around to have me suck him hard. I licked his sweaty balls, asshole, and cock until it swelled to it's glorious size again. He said my sissy cunt was gaping and now his cock should slide right in....which it did nicely. My lil' sissy clit spewed out some more cumm on the floor as he fucked my hole with no mercy. On he went, pounding my ass as I again squealed like. She pulled out a pen from her backpack and started to rub her clit through the skirt, each bounce of the bus drove her clit into the pen and soon she was back to the edge again when the bus stopped and a group of kids got on, one of which sat next to her. Not wanting anyone to know what she was doing she reluctantly but the pen away.At school she didn't have a chance to continue and it drove her mad, every time she so much as brushed her crotch against anything it sent a shock of pleasure so. .. had been to Temple with my friend and had sex with young lactating house wife Meghana in her van while the rituals were going on in the Temple. She then gave me her number and address in Pune and asked me to come to her city as her hubby was going on a tour on the weekend. The next two weeks were agonizing ones. I found it difficult to concentrate on anything except on thinking about Meghana. I was constantly fantasizing about what I am going to do with her when I spend the weekend with her..