Maine kabhi un par dhyan nahi diya bas samne agar mulakat ho jati thi to bas halchal jaan lena thoda muskura kar baat kar lena bas itna hi tha dheere ...heere wo mujhse baat karne me jyada interest lene lagi jaise ki kya karte ho kab free hote ho maine bhi bas hans kar unke prashno k uttar de deta tha kabhi kabhi wo mujhse kuch samaan mangwa leti to main le aata dheere dheere mera mann bhi unki taraf aakarshit hone laga unse baat karna achha lagta tha par maine unhe kabhi galat nazron se nahi. The stench emanating from the rear of the bus was unbearable, and she did not want to have to sit thru it again, not for the entire trip anyway.The usual bells and whistles started to meld into one droning sound as Laylah sat on the bench closest to the gate that she was leaving. She adjusted the dress she was wearing and smoothed the wrinkles in her lap as she produced a velvet covered journal from the simple handbag that she had brought with her. Her mind was full of anticipation, and she. “Damn straight, I liked it! I could fuck that hot pussy of your all night!” I couldn’t believe how hot it made me when my cum loving wife smiled and held out her arms. “You can,” she said, accepting Barry’s embrace and the deep tongue kiss he gave her.“I’d love to baby, but I gotta be somewhere, and I’m late. Maybe we can do this again real soon,” he said. Diane looked me in the eye and said, “I’d like that too.” When Barry left, amid assurances that we would look for him if we ever decided to. As her own fingers make contact with her vagina she lets out a moan, biting her bottom lip. Fuck, she is so sexy. I knew I had vibes! I continue to undress as she touches herself, quickly discarding my top and bra and eagerly pushing my jeans off. She looks back at me and leans in again, not to kiss me this time but to whisper in my ear."Do you want to taste me again"? Oh Billie, yes! She pulls her hand out from her jeans, kicks her them off and slides her panties slowly down her legs, onto the.