But she had survived. She had never lost her will to escape. For this reason I found myself drawn to her, but I put that aside, for the time being."Ge... on the bed, both of you," I instructed them. "I want to see you pleasure each other, then yourselves."The women began kissing at once, their mouths joined as their hands explored each other... touching, feeling and caressing one another's breasts, thighs, pussies.Their breathing became more rapid as their passions built. This was not a mere. Her stats were (34-30-32) damn firm boobs and really curvy ass.She has a dusky skin tone which makes her even more attractive. I suddenly started to feel uneasy. I just looked around the seats were empty. I was wondering why did she book a seat near a male passenger. I thought maybe in the upcoming stops the bus might get full.Maybe by the time she booked her ticket, all the other seats would have been occupied. We were in the second last row. And behind us there was nobody. There was just one. She walked ahead and I walked behind her. She was standing with her legs spread wide when I came in. “Where is it” she asked?“What?”“My mangalsutra boy. What do we pee on?”“Oh!” I said. I had tossed it on the bed thinking that she just wanted to pee and not realising that she wanted to pee on the mangalsutra. I went back and got it, and handed it over to her. She put it in a plastic mug. Hold this before my cunt she said and gave it to me. I did and she peed into it, a light golden shower with. His upper body swayed, as does a tree trunk in a high wind.Jack entered the room, also naked."My good man, Jack, will demonstrate what will be expected of you, when you become a husband."And they did. She lay supine on her bed, meek as any good wife, while he climbed up and spread her legs with his hands, pulling her knees up so that her heels supported her legs. Now the boy ignored Sally completely, and leaned hard to his right, his eyes riveted on the scene on the bed.Jack mounted her in the.