“Yes, the third one was standing behind me and whispering sweet nothings to me, like, ‘I wish my wife was a slut like you’, or ‘do you swallow...when a guy shoots his load in your mouth?, so fucking hot!” Paula stopped talking for a moment.“Do they get off at the same stop as you?” I asked.“No, they go to the next stop, which is the last on that run.” She gave me a slightly evil smile as she grasped the thought I had, letting them grope her more.I dropped her off the next Monday at the last stop. He was touching way below the waist line, I mean, really abusing his line of work. After they got up, they talked for while and he patted her booty twice like saying "good work". It was was a very light patting, but you could see her ass jiggled a bit. I notice that they already talked before, because there were to familiar with each other.The worst came after. When she left, he walked to the place where other young instructors were and thy complimented each other like they were celebrating. She opened her mouth in anticipation, but he drew it back slightly. She pouted. Her gaze became quizzical. ‘Wha-‘ she began. He leaned over, his lips close to her ear ‘Say please,’ he whispered in a deep, rumbling tone. She felt a tingle shoot down her spine. ‘Please, may I have it?’ She murmured. He gave a half-smile and placed it upon her lips, and she took the sweet candy into her mouth. He let her hand go and watched as she admired the performances, her tongue caressing the candy. He found. I carried on and read the rest of my paper.By now I looked up from the paper and noticed a group of girls. From where I was sat, I could tell they must been at least a year younger than myself. Because at this time I was currently eighteen. I assumed, they were on the animal care courses.They were next to the pool tables, where they played amongst themselves. I couldn’t help but watch when they played a game. One of the girls caught my eye. I couldn’t, believe how beautiful this girl was. I.