Frank went back to Mary. “So, you like to be a submissive slut.” He rubbed some of her own wetness on her cheek. He pushed his finger back inside ...er pussy, circled it around and pulled it out again, smearing more of her own juices on her face. “Let’s see if we can make you cum, let us”—Frank looked at Tom—“see the whore that you actually are.” Mary was really embarrassed. It was true, her vagina had become moist and she had no explanation for it. She couldn't see Frank or Tom; she figured Tom. ” “What do you mean, we can’t leave the buss we would lose our seats.” “No we won’t either, we can get our bags, and stay the night, then catch the buss again tomorrow on the same ticket.” “Are sure?” “I’m as sure as anything, that’s what we’ll do. I’ll ask the driver to get our bags, and we’ll stay in that Motel over there across the street.” “Okay if you say so.” She said, then she drank the last sip of her coffee. He asked the driver to get their bags, then they walk across. Soon, her baggage came out and the driver loaded it onto a cart (those days, there was virtually no security, anybody could walk into the baggage delivery area). The driver led us to a white Ambassador car with tinted glasses, a ubiquitous symbol of power & privilege. It was parked just outside the terminal building in the no-parking area. The driver had instructions to drop ‘Swati madam’ off at the MLA’s Hostel in downtown Mumbai and thereafter be available at her service throughout her stay. .. taking all eight inches inside her."Oh yes," Chelsea moaned."Ride your Daddy, baby girl," Jill encouraged, as her pussy juice leaked down her leg, following her own intense orgasm.Jasmine, still coming, watched the live i****tuous act... thinking how much hotter it was to be watching this live than just writing about it... thinking for the umpteenth time how great it would be to serve her two sisters as their pet."Oh fuck, Daddy," Chelsea moaned. "I love your cock so much." And I love your.