Whoh din sham ke kariban 6 baje me aur meri mummy nasik highway pe pune jane ke liye bus ke liye wait kar rahe they, humne kisi bus ki ticket nahi lee...thi, kyu ki nasik high way se yuhi bus mil jati hey, Whoh din pata nahi ek bhi bus ruk nahi rahi thi, aur jo bus ruk rahi thi Usame sitting nahi thi, phir mene aur mummy ne decide kiya ab jo bhi bus mile hum log chale jayege, phir turant waha ek bus aake ruki, aur bus ke main dore se ek young 30 sal ke ladake ne pucha kaha jana he puna, to mummy. ...minutes? Hours? The red head fucking Troi’s mouth gave agreat cry and emptied her load into the counselor’s waiting mouth. Deannalapped up every drop like a cat drinking cream and as she savored the tasteof the cum, she felt the blond climax and send a gusher of cum into herpussy. Her own climax came and Troi fairly screamed as she came and in thatsame moment, the two brunettes showered her with massive loads of cum thatsplattered her face and tits. Still shuddering with pleasure, Troi grab. Sheila screamed when she came. Wendy followed within a few seconds. Sheila put her fingers in her mouth. They both laughed. The ice was broken. The nervous laughter continued. Tears rolled down their cheeks. “What have we done ?”, said Sheila leaning her head against Wendy’s shoulder.“We both needed it”, simply answered Wendy. “What do we do now ?”, asked Sheila“I think that NOW, you can drive me home. LATER during the week, we can phone and make a date…somehow…somewhere…Think about it. I don’t. I looked to his crotch to see if he was still hanging or stirring, now his dark features could see my lily white flesh and hard dark nipples, slowly graduating through the womanly hues of pink to red to brown, I let him look and took another sip from the glass, I needed to savor and let it build, I had a knack of knowing when the time was right, 'Sit down', I said to the boy, and he did so, and as he settled down my free hand touched my taut feminine six pack, my stomach muscles were always in.