"So, are you gay?" Randy asked bluntly, looking over at me after he took a drink from his beer."No man, why would you ask that?" I shot back indignant...y."Well, that's quite a collection of queer stuff. I just didn't know if that was your bag or anything. I mean... I'm cool with it. I don't think less of you or anything," he went on."Look, I don't even know what's on there. I just sort of downloaded some stuff. I might have downloaded some gay stuff by accident," I said trying to get out of it.. And four were laying on me. One slept kissing me on my mouth. I pushed him aside and saw the second sucking my breast. I pushed him down.And watched the other slept on me putting his penis in my pussy. It was paining hard and I with my hands took it out of my vagina and saw the other on my legs. He was the conductor. I thought that all the men in the bus had fucked me last night. I kicked him and he fell down and I tried to move but the semen was sticky and I can’t move. I some how supposed to. My hands were still clamped on her breasts and she was sitting on my lap and clutching my cock with one hand. What a situation. I said no that is not a belt let it go. But she would not and literally turned around staring at my face and asking “well what is it then”? My 7 inches was in a dilemma or was it me? She would not let it go and by which time she had her other hand on top of mine which had her boobs squeezed. For a moment I thought she would slap me for being so bold as fondling her. The thought made Kerri squeal out loud. “Kerri, are you ok?” Valerie wondered as she neared her strange-acting neighbor. Kerri involuntarily released another audible moan; Val’s body was so close to hers that she could feel her body heat. Kerri’s climax heightened as she realized the firm little ass she’d been spying on for weeks was only inches away from her. Afraid that direct eye contact would broadcast her thoughts, Kerri looked down. In an attempt to keep her eyes on the floor, Kerri.