Her vagina contracted tightly against my twisting hand."I'm coming," squealed Christine. "JoLyn—JoLyn, here it is!"The next few moments were filled ...ith Christine's cries as she bucked up and down on my fist. I licked and nibbled her pulsating, orgasming clit. It felt good, so right; I had vowed to serve her in an unconditional way. When Christine’s orgasm sub-sided, she fell back into the recliner. I removed my hand, my fist from her pussy…leaning in towards her, she kissed me. Together,. Booot yummmyyy thi yr uske mango..Fir mene ese e dusre wale ko suck or lick kiya…Fir main uske pait par aaya..Maine apne bag se melted chocolate nikali uske tuma pr giradi aur dhire dhire dhire usko lick karna shuru kiya..Dosto wo to pagal e hogyi .M sir ko jor se daba rahi th or aawazein nikalti rahi…Ammmmmmmmm…Aaaaahhhhhh…Ohhhhhhhjhh nona luv u…Fir mene unhi choclte wale lips se kiss kia lips par maja aagya mithe mithe lips se kiss krne m..Fir usne muje laitaya meri shrt utari vest utari aur. She lasted a fewseconds before she sprayed him with her cum.Deciding she was ready, Ray turned her in his arms. Herfeet were completely off the floor she was only beingsupported only by the strength of his arms. He slowlypushed her forward so that she was bent over like abroken shotgun in the crook of his elbow. He lifted herslightly and then lowered her while guiding his cockbetween her lips. His entry into her body seemed to goon forever. Once he had fully opened her cunt with hisramrod. It turned me on so much that I almost exploded right there.The final outfit was not really an outfit at all, but a short sleep shirt that Mickey decided I needed. It came down to not quite mid thigh but was made of very soft cotton and would feel great to sleep in. It felt so much more comfortable than the ankle length flannel gowns that Mother insisted I wear.With the show over, Dave and Mickey retired to the bedroom in the back of the bus. I stretched out on the couch that had been folded out.