She heard the trap returning, she had Mike, load the trunk, the shotgun and the diaries, then before they locked up she sat in the rocker, and had Mik... sit opposite her, and in this melancholy little place, saying “that they spent little time talking and she liked to know how her staff were getting along” she first if he was happy, to which he said “he was” so she asked, “how things were with Mary.” His broad smile said the first flush of marital sex had not as yet warn off. But He thanked her. She was in a yellow Salwar. Then I started my job. She had a perfect big round ass. It was very much similar to that of Hema. I slowly pushed myself to it. A sudden response came with an immediate movement to front. I moved close. Suddenly the bus braked and I was almost on her back. She had no further place to move in front. So she stood there. I utilized this with grabbing and holding the ass. This was my usual practice. So I had enough courage. Meanwhile I was talking through the phone about. A man had dragged her against her will, smacked her around, and fucked her. As she visualized what happened, trying to rouse some ire, she was surprised to feel her pussy leaking again. Unconsciously, she reached her hand down and felt her pussy, right where Marc had been rubbing it earlier. It felt divine. Slowly, she began rubbing her clit, remembering Marc's hands on her breasts, his fingers in her pussy, and his cock in her mouth. She gave up on being angry, and began to moan loudly,. I could hear Marci cry out in pain, apparently never having had a cock in her ass before, as Joe slid his cock deeper into her ass. Soon both men were fucking Marci hard and fast as she cried out not only in pain, but in sheer lust at the fucking she was getting. I watched as she would go down and kiss Calvin at times and he would reach up and play with her tits. After a few minutes I decided to join the fun and pulled out a strap on dildo from the side table, put it on and moved over next to.