I needed more!We were on our back, our bare pussy, trimmed, exposed to the world. Ourlegs were open, an invitation for our former friend, now a stud i... thisworld. He used his hands expertly to enter our fuckhole, rapidly fuckingour pussies with his hands, both at the same time. This was justforeplay, and we knew it. We were his toys, and he was just playing withus. The question was: who would he play with first?He answered it soon: it would be me. He changed his position, aligninghimself with. "Wow, that was fantastic,” I said, grinning in appreciation. “Thank you so much. It had been a dull day but, heavens, you changed that.”She giggled. "You're welcome,” she said. “I enjoyed it too.”I went to the bathroom, returned with a roll of paper towel and cleaned us both. Rubbing her tits again was another treat and my rampant cock twitched more than a little! But somehow I controlled myself: the store needed to be reopened!The last pair of heels that she’d tried were still on the bench. I. She seemed to be urgent for the work and walked fast after telling that she can talk at 6PM in the evening only. I stood behind and saw her clearing the way.I returned to work and started to plan the things. I left for the day earlier at 5.30PM and reached the bus stop to see her. She completed her work and reached the bus stop at 6.30PM. Since the bus stop was crowded, I did not approached her and she did not noticed me. Within short time, the bus came and she entered it. I too entered it but. The cool breeze up there was refreshing. I could almost feel my hair moving from the air flowing over it. I wondered about that and lifted a hand to brush it back in place like I'd done thousands of times before. I imagined my hair blowing in the breeze and as my hand passed over it I got the sensation it was real."I see you're starting to get a little imagination going there," said Marilyn. "That's good." I felt the two other girls there agree with her. Then I got the distinct feeling there.