"A couple of the girls and I are taking Sarah out before she leaves for New York." She continued by telling me they were meeting at Sarah's house so s...e didn't have to drive, then dinner and dance club. I stared at her awesome legs and noticed one of her tits hanging out as she hunched over to finish her nails. I decided to come on to her. I thought she would say no or make up an excuse not to put out, but I was too horny not to try. I thought about giving her a cream pie and if she is fucking. ..when we move your stuff ...I jus''''shut up, get your jeans down, if your wearing my stuff, you gonna show me , that is simple , its my stuff i wanna see what you choose to wear ''i tremble getting my jeans down , showing the small pink panty i choose from the box''ohhhh your so cute, comon get that vaccum done now, your sexy like this''in my white tshirt and pink panty getting the place cleani felt caught, stupid and afraid of him everytime i tried to stop this he insised it was ok , that he. "Please, Christy, I just gotta cum or I'll explode." She knew how he felt, and she started pulling on his cock. It was awkward, in the position she was in. As she pulled it, it slapped against her leg, her thigh, just below her pussy. The bus hit a bump and she shifted. Now his prick tip was touching her hot sticky pussy lips as she pulled on it. That felt too nice. She couldn't resist rubbing the tip of his cock right on her clitty. He moaned when he felt hot slick pussy rubbing against his. "Wait!" called the fat one. "Are you really sorry?" "Yes," I hesitantly replied. "Will you do anything to make it up to us?" "Yes," I answered, a dim light beginning to flicker in my mind. "Will you do anything we tell you to...no questions asked...no matter how vulgar or dirty?" I suddenly realized that this was probably a sexual proposition. So, they were into a little master/slave play? A little S&M perhaps? I was definitely game. "Yes, I will," I asserted. "Okay," said the fat one, "my name.