It sounded like the cop was checking his trunk. Still in a dazed state, I went slack against his lap and breathed as heavily as I could to catch my br...ath. “Oh fuck, stop doing that...oh fuck, uugghh!” I heard him grunt again, and before I knew it I felt hard squirts of cum splatter against my throat. Breathing with his cock in my throat was enough stimulation to push him over the edge! What do I do now! I thought to myself. His cock twitched and pulsed as he shot loads after loads of cum into. This time she stayed and I asked, “What will you do if you ever do catch me?”“I don’t know I haven’t gotten that far yet!” She honestly said.“You’re young, only 15... have some patience little sister!”“My best friend Brenda tells me that all boys 17 and 18 are always jacking off and all I really want to do is watch you do it?”“If that’s all, why didn’t you knock on the door and ask me?”“What would you have said?” she asked sitting on the foot of my bed“Depends on how sincere you sounded,” I. The elastic finally reaches the head and I see the lovely mushroom shape reveal itself, then suddenly it pops loose and springs into an upward position, smacking against your stomach, pointing directly at your belly button. I yank the underwear down the rest of the way off your legs and toss them aside quickly.As I examine your cock, it seems to twitch on its own briefly, before I even touch it. You must really be anticipating this. Well so am I. It's beautiful. So thick and already rigid, like. "Sure!" She stepped up and slipped into the seat. "You owe me," she leaned in and whispered."Thanks," I whispered back.The other girls took the hint and decided to sit far away from me. Diana and Richelle sat in the back, and spent most of the trip whispering back and forth and glancing at me. I tried to ignore that. Marissa just took a seat at the front of the bus, where she'd sat on the way in.Bobbie turned to me and said, "Soo, you and Richelle? Or you and Marissa? Or you and Diana? Which is.