Some guy unknown to me was giving me a dry fuck in a packed bus. They sensed that I am unable to do anything and surrendered. I could feel the dick of...the guy on my tight jean. When I saw the face of other guy, it was Mohit. He was from other class. He was the one, who was with raj in the corridor that day.He is also known for his bad manners and habits. He is too a young guy of 18-19 years. Raj was tightening and loosening his hand as he was squeezing my pussy. I controlled my moans.Then they. “Why don’t you try getting into sales? You always were able to convince people of anything.”“You want to be married to a used car salesman? Maybe I should go door-to-door selling Fuller Brushes or Hoover vacuums. It could be months before I even got a commission. Don’t be ridiculous, bitch.”Now I was a big-bellied ugly bitch. He’d liked me originally because I was tall and elegant. He was six-three and I was nearly six feet tall myself. I was eight months pregnant and felt like I was six feet. I know I am about to burst. Looking down, I dig my heals into the bed and arch my back screaming out, “Shit Derrick I am about to explode.” With that he sticks his fingers in and put them to work as well. Screaming out, I feel my release come. Falling to the bed, I start to catch my breath but realize I don't have time to. Kissing his way up my body he stops only for a minute to work on my tits some more. I feel his hard on resting on my pussy opening. I raise my hips to greet him but he pulls. Her hand was, as usual, holding my throbbing cock, tenderly, between her thumb and finger but not moving them. I had a nipple of her tit in the palm of my hand, but I, too, was not making any move to excite her.Suddenly, out of the blue, Edith asked, "Can I measure it?" and gave my cock a squeeze to leave no doubt what she was talking about.Assuming she was meaning some time in the future I, eagerly, agreed. I was surprised when she shouted out, "Betty, bring me the tape measure."I suddenly.