She was curvaceous. However, she thought there was something missing. She had a life worth living. But she wished for one thing that she lacked. The b...ys she wanted were ogling at the ladies that have that very one thing she does not. She grew jealous. "I want to be thick," She said to one of her friends, rocking her hips with sass.Sharmell was a freshman in college. She had chemistry class with me. As for myself, I was a junior. She sat by me. She was kind of talkative. She had my curiosity.. “Mom!!!” He barked as he let go of his dick and scrambled for his pajama bottoms.“I’m… …I’m so sorry Brian!” I fluttered, just as embarrassed as he was. “I… …I…”I tried to pick up the clothes and leave as he struggled to pull his pajama bottoms up. I gathered the clothes and stood up just as he swung his feet to the floor and dropped his hands into his lap attempting to hide the bulge. Good luck there.“I was just. . .I came in to get. . . .I thought you’d be. . . .”I stuttered and mumbled. Then she used one hand to pump the base of my shaft and used her mouth to suck the head wetly with her lips. Just seeing her staring at me while she worked my cock was arousing enough but then I felt a fingernail, not just a fingertip but a fingernail budge against my sphincter and she shoved it into my anus. My mouth flew open in shock and surprise and she pressed the finger inside me and I felt her knuckle pass the rim. I tried to tell her that I was going to come but instead I just yelled,. We thought of teasing them and she started to move her hands over her thighs and slowly inserted hand inside her skirt and started to touch her Pussy. The way old men and teenagers were ogling my wife was a real scene. Like a dog dribbling saliva. We felt soo excited and completed out journey. Next time we thought of the same journey in a bus. Usually the bus will be crowded too much in this route. My wife wore a skinny jeans and a sleeveless banian material top which revealed her armpit and.