I redoubled my oral assault on her quivering sex, smashing her through one orgasm after another until I felt she couldn’t take anymore. As I release... her from the press of my lips, I heard the soft sound of her sobs and slid up onto the bed beside her.“Kara?” I asked, frightened that perhaps I had gone too far. “Why are you crying? Have I hurt you?”“No.” She replied tearfully and shook her head in the negative, wrapping her body around mine in a fierce hug. “It’s just that nobody has ever made. She had strattled my arm to get close to me, as I’m a bigger guy anyway, and now my hand was right at her young pussy. Dare I? I turned it slightly and ran my fingers against her through her Hanna Montanna nightie. At this her hand stopped but didn’t move. We were both frozen for a moment and my heart was racing. The only sound was my wife still snoring next to us. Then a soft voice in the dark, “Daddy?” “Yes?” I replied meekly. Instead of saying anything, Lisa lifts her nightie with her. She bent over to take off her socks and shin guards and I turned my head to avoid looking at her tight butt, or else risk getting hard.I finished relieving myself and tucked my dick back in my pants and flushed. I looked over to see Jen standing with her back to me in the middle of stripping her wet sports bra off over her head. She tossed it in the pile of clothes and grabbed her hair pick and began combing it through. This was a treat. Her socks and shin guards were off and she stood firm. Leena glanced down the aisle of the bus and almost did a double take as the four masculine figurines approached and sat a couple of seats in front of her. Almost in a daze she let her hand slip up her short skirt and lightly trace the outline of her shaven cunt lips.As her eyes glazed over and the jerking of the bus, helped push her towards her climax, she was unaware that the alpha male had spotted her hand movements under her skirt. The first she knew was when he slipped into the seat bedside.