The fiery red hair flowing across her shoulders has a hypnotic effect as she swings round to the cooler cabinet behind her. As she bends at the knees...her short denim skirt rides up a little, stretching across a perfect ass. I look to my left, then my right, to see if anyone else has their mind in the gutter, absolutely they do! As far as I can tell, everyone at the bar is mesmerized, and to prove she knows what she’s doing she straightens up with a wiggle, looks over her shoulder, and pouts. It made my day in front of the camera more enjoyable and made my pussy wet for more cock. They both fucked me well and I swallowed the load of my first male partner, before my Latino partner pulled his dick from my cunt and sprayed his juice all over my belly and tits. I rubbed it in and licked my fingers, scooping up some of the cum on my face, from my first cum shot, and combining them for a sweet snack. His dick was still semi-erect, so I guided it back into my snatch and let him pump me. “So why are you on this bus?” she asked me.I kept my eyes trained on the landscape outside. “I thought I told you. Gonna stay on someone’s couch for awhile.” I didn’t think the situation required any more explanation.“That’s one of those answers that’s really just a bunch more questions, pretending to be an answer.”“Huh?”“You’re gonna stay on someone’s couch, right?”I nodded, without turning around. I didn’t want to talk. I felt a headache beginning to creep up on me.“Whose couch? For how long?. He had deflowered her. He had broken a virgin. After a few more slow strokes, the pain subsided. Famished, Sheila began to ride Josh with a new determination.He was glad she began talking so he had something else to concentrate on. Otherwise, he could have come again far too soon. "I believe in God with everything in my being. But I'm not Christian enough for you. I read the scripture more than any bible-thumper I know, but they are so much better than me because I don't think Jesus Christ is.