I didn't respond. I stopped touching myself and waited. I wasn't sure what would happen now. I felt oddly self-conscious. I wanted to reach up and fix...my hair, but I was covered in his cum. I was a sticky mess. He smiled down at me. I was disappointed to see him walk over to the table, pick up the remote, and turn off the television. Was he about to leave? “We should stop,” he said. What? Oh God! All my desire quickly changed to rage. He saw the look of anger, disappointment, and confusion on. .," she trailed off her eyes glazed and she shuddered slightly before her eyes once again focused on his face. "Don't be ashamed about something like that. The pleased look on your face when you get off is a big turn on and Sar-Rah will want to do you as much as you want her to do you." Eliza was saved from having to come up with a response to that by the bus pulling up to the stop. Sitting side by side on the bus they returned to the comfortable silence. As they sat there Eliza dozing against. I caught hold of the shoulder strap on one side of her dress, pulled it down and exposed one tit. If those guys were going to look at her, they might as well see as much of her as I could show them. I grabbed Sarah’s exposed tit and groped it. Then I put my hand back between her legs. By then there were a few more faces out there, looking in, with one guys face pressed right up against the side window and three others looking through the front windscreen.In went my index finger, my thumb. How could I resist? “I can’t cheat, even if she cheated,” I said weekly. Julie smiled and placed both her hands on my chest, resting her elbows on my abs, begging me to bend down to kiss her. “Why not? You can get back at her, hurt her more than she hurt you. She loves me more than anything, you could devastate her so easily. I look just like her, it won’t even feel wrong. Do you not want to get even? You don’t want this?” Julie questioned as she grabbed my crotch through my jeans. When I.