I had to keep my bag firmly over it to avoid completely confessing my perversion. This routine would continue everyday, with her dragging her fingers ...cross her body... Slowly dragging her skirt higher up and letting her hand disappear towards the inside of her milky thighs. It was a Thursday afternoon, on the way home, when things escalated. She came onto the bus, looking disgruntled and almost upset. But then, for the first time, she saw me, the explicit concern and barely concealed lust in. When my finger got to the bow on the back of her apron, I pulled to release it. I then pulled the apron up and over her head. She turned and surprised me by leaning in to Fiona and giving her a full-on French kiss.“Hmm, you taste like pussy, you little hussy,” Fiona giggled as they broke their kiss, “and it’s wasn’t mine!”“You are tasting the beautiful lady beside us. Jane and I couldn’t help ourselves when we were watching Millie seducing her son while you were out. I hope you don’t mind!”. So, let’s get on with the subject straight away.I have a lot of friends in my office and among them was a guy named Roshan. He was a good friend of mine but we were not so close to each other. He was of normal height and not so bad looking. He was married to a girl named Sumi and the couple didn’t have any kids.One fine day during the working hours, Roshan approached me and said, “Hi Batsy, I need to say you something important and confidential”. I told him that I was busy and asked him to wait. "Yeah, cum for your brother. Cum all over his cock. But his cock isn't stopping for you. I'm going to keep fucking you with his cock until you're dry and out of cum. That's right, keep cuming. I need more lube so that this monster can keep destroying that little pussy of yours. By the time I'm done your brother will be the only one capable of filling you. No other cock will ever satisfy you again," Clara's words and thrusts are building me rapidly toward an orgasm, but I fight to control the.