Both have carefully trimmed hair around their pussies.Further down the street I can see a man running towards me in a casual jogging style indicating ...hat he is doing his morning exercise. His long flaccid cock is swinging wildly around.As I reach the bus stop I see other people waiting, some of them chattering with each other. I am almost late, and the bus arrives shortly after me. A woman actually IS late, and have to run to catch the bus. Her breasts are large and she needs to use one hand. I can't be sure about these though."She touched the nail puncture wounds on my slender shoulders and I wincedagain. These are a bit deeper. This is where most of the blood is comingfrom. Shower yourself off with a cold shower. Cold water should reducethe bleeding."Oh thanks a bunch," I whimpered, "I always love a cold shower." Your choice love, it'll stop the bleeding faster."Reluctantly I sprayed the cold water over my shoulders and squealed likea sissy at the shock. Then Melanie produced some. Then he stood and said ‘I have to go back to the car’, ’Why?’ I asked. ‘To get a condom’ he said. ‘No need’ I replied, ‘I have my tubes tied and you don’t need a condom, I love the feeling of cum squirting inside of me’, ‘This gets better and better’ he said as he stood up and dropped his shorts and pants. Now I thought that he might be big, and he certainly was. He had a good 10 inches and plenty of girth, he had such a firm erection it stuck out from like a bone. He spread my legs wider and. Over and over again until I was pushing my torso upwards trying to get the tiniest touch where it was needed and failing to make contact. If my hands had been free I would have used them on myself for sure, I was that desperate. Then Frank moved around to stand at my head. More warm oils. Shoulders and neck were caressed softly bringing me to the point of squirming sensuously as he found every nerve and muscle. Then slowly down, ribs, down to hips, and back, fingers brushing along the sides of.