Ussne fir kis kiya to maine usse acchi tarah se pad liye ab mera lund usski chut per lag raha tha jise hi ussne mere gaal per kis kiya maine usske hot... per ek bhauat lamba kis kiya aur apna lund usske chut per acchi tarah se ragad diya..jise hi maine kis baad kiya aur usski taraf dekha to ussne apni nazar neehe kar le bus fir kya tha maine usske fir hote per kis karne start kar diya aur apna lund accha tarah se usski chut per ragadne lag gaya..fir maine apne haath usske boobs per kar unne. ”“Thank you. I won't bother you anymore.”“Don't-”“Don't what, Suzy?”Don't go. I want more attention.“Are you ok?”No.I talked low into my cell, “I'm confused. You're making it hard.”“I'm sorry.”Soft sigh, “No, you aren't.”A soft and seductive chuckle, “Not really, no.”“I want to hang up.”Serious, “You can hang up Suzy, I will understand.”“I don't want to hang up.”A softness in his voice, “Tell me what to do Suzy.”I shook my head, “No.”“Then tell me what you want.”The world. No responsibilities.. Suddenly, the head of his dick was rubbing where the fingers had been playing.“Oh, God!” I said a little too loudly. My eyes flew open, and I made uncomfortable eye contact with an elderly man who was sitting across the way. He had a newspaper on his lap, and his hand was beneath it. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to know that he was wanking under the New York Times.“He wishes he was me,” the voice said in my ear. “Are you ready to take all of me, my dirty little girl?”I should have stopped. She looked so sexy in her outfit with a push up laced bra. I was her servant man and followed closely behind her acting the part and always looking down. We went to the puppet show and stood in back overlooking the crowd. opposite us along the far wall was a young man who appeared to be 18-ish and he was staring at my wife's tits. He was rubbing his crotch and trying to place it in a comfortable position. It looked to be quite a crowd pleaser. We walked to the next show and stood again and I.