”“He was a sniper, that’s why he is good at his current job,” dad told them. He touched the side of his ear, and the Major’s eyes widened.I ...huckled and then the men grinned when I said, “No wonder my instructor at the recruitment course said I shot like a sniper.”Sobering, the Major then asked me, “Do you know who the third man you shot was?”“Not a clue. The accent was very faint, and I couldn’t place it at first. It didn’t match his appearance either. He was well educated, so if I had to. He stood full on in front of me, blocking all others from observing what was unfolding, not that many could see as all people were facing forward, we were quite alone on this packed bus, and my assault was beginning, I took a deep breath as his hand touched my bared thigh, I almost peed myself, having my upper thigh touched, unlocked the natural defense mechanism of locking your thighs together, mine fell apart, I bit my bottom lip and looked out the window, trying to dissociate my brain from. I was sure she can feel it, she didn’t move. She looked up and lovingly said, Prakash I like you. I smiled and said, I too. She kissed my cheek. I raised her a little and kissed her lips.All these was done and said in few seconds. What ever said and done between us that time was very little. But what her heart said to me, and how I responded was very big, that contained a lot. By 12.30 all went off. Just I and Smita were left. She was all smiling and her face glittering with pleasure. I lay my. We laid there for about 10 min before he pulled his cock out of me, I could feel his cum inside me, I squeezed my pussy tight and got up and headed for the bathroom, In the bathroom we have a framed mirror that is just resting up against the wall I grabbed this and jumped into the shower recess, I aim the mirror at an angle so I could see Garry's sperm dribbling from my pussy onto the floor of the shower, boy he had a lot, there was so much sperm in my pussy I had to stick some fingers up there.