" Wouldn't work, remember," I countered. "You have an outie. They like innies." I smirked. "I know. I looked! You're an outie!" And neither of them lo...k like a Celtic princess," he said."Good recovery," I smirked. "You shall be rewarded."Back to the wedding. The airlines made out like bandits on this thing because in addition to me and Tim, Aunt Jenn and Laci, there were seven of their back home friends, including the cake guy, at the wedding.No, he didn't make this cake. One of his friends. I was now sitting totally naked in the back of a public bus while being m*****ed by a dirty old man whose name I didn't even know. This time the homeless guy had his cock out when I looked as he was jacking off watching us.After having another orgasm, I suddenly realized we had just passed my stop. I'm pretty sure I exposed my naked self to the bus driver and people outside as I turned and reached up to pull the cord for the stop bell. Since they were driving special routes for the severe. .... My man and I were sitting at a table with two other couples playing cards and goofing and chatting a little ornery stuff and the one woman friend says..."i give the best blow jobs" and I say oh yah... prove it, she grabs her husband by the arm and i stop her and say of course he would agree with you. I want you to prove it on my man. I know he will enjoy it and will also be honest. she said ok. so he unbuckles his jeans, scoots near the edge of his chair she lowers to her knees, gently. ” she said, standing up. “I was hoping you’d say that.”So saying, she slipped out of her skirt and walked the short distance to where I sat. She lifted one foot, placing it on the bench next to my hip and then she reached up, running her hands through my hair before pulling my face into her pussy. The scent of her juices was intoxicating and I buried my face between her thighs, my tongue licking at the moisture already forming in the crease below her clitoris. She began to moan gently, grinding.