It was excruciatingly awful at times but making up seemed to make things better. It seemed to make us stronger. It was at these moments when we really...discovered each other sexually. It was as if we had been through such trauma that we were permitted to let ourselves go and to explore each other without inhibition. Those times were great but there are fewer of them now. I can’t and don’t blame her. You see, I found a new outlet for my frustrations or, rather, let’s say, I discovered a new. Suddenly, she began to jerk and writhe, her cunt thrusting madly against my face."Fuck! Daddyyyyy…I'm gonna cum!"Just as she was on the brink, just a second or so from cumming, I shoved my fingers back into her ass one last time. The movement was hard and fast and Beckah screamed loud and long. I stayed between her legs, licking and kissing her thighs and the smooth puffy mound of her pussy. I listened to her screams of passion as she rode the crest of her orgasm. Finally, gasping and out of. As he turned to see where the high-pitched squeal came from he noticed a cute brunette on all fours with packages strewn all around her. Her position offered him a perfect view of her young ass wrapped in a tight pair of shorts. The shorts were those that had a word written across the back. The word was "cheer" but that was not what drew Roger's eyes. This girl's ass was perfect. It filled the shorts out nicely and stood out quite proudly on top of two powerful thighs.Roger instinctively knelt. His wife was very restless and was waiting anxiously for her husband. There was no sign of her husband returning even after 45 mins. Soon the bus started and was about to start the journey. I told Shalini that we should get into the bus as otherwise we will be left back. Her husband can somehow get into the next bus and reach home. This made her a little happy and she agreed to accompany me into the bus. Once inside the bus we sat down in a two seater and noticed that the bus was more or less.