So she started telling me about her night. A group of young guys came in and they sat at her table. They kept trying to rub her legs as she walked by,...that kind of made her horny, so when she went on brake she called Keith to come up and wait on her to get off. She said he didn't want to at first but she told him she'd fuck him if he did he said OK. It was almost dark when she walked out to Keith's truck , she said her coworkers where joking and saying that don't look like your husband's truck.. And both Shari and John were stunned by embarrassment and shame."I don't believe this," her father said under his breath. "I just don't believe it."Then he turned and left, pulling the door shut behind him.Slowly, John pulled his cock out of Shari's dripping cunt, making her wince as he withdrew it. Being caught was bad, but worse was having her brother's wonderful huge prick taken out of her pussy.They looked at each other, still unwilling to admit what had happened."Why didn't he knock?" John. We then got on the bus. Preethi sat between me and Sruthi.Around 11:15 pm, the bus started and my friends were too occupied in the last seat. I was thinking that I wanted to sit between them, then only I could touch both of them.Preethi: Sruthi, you don’t want a window seat, ha? (I was like this slut is also waiting for the moment.)Sruthi: Yes.While changing our seats, I placed my hand on Sruthi’s seat to make her sit on my hand. She too sat in a way like lifting her right ass to let me take my. I leaned in to kiss her, and she moaned happily as my lips met hers. When I removed my hand, I teasingly grazed her clit, making her shiver. She watched, chest heaving, as I stepped away from her and brought my fingers to my mouth. I carefully licked up every trace of her honey, savoring her flavor and the wanton lust in her eyes.Suddenly she growled and lunged at me. I squealed with delight as I felt her grab the bottom of my dress and pull it roughly over my head. She tossed it in the corner.