Both seats on either side of me were now occupied, my coat was wide open and each of my thighs were lifted over each arm rest, and clamped in place be...eager men, still masturbating onto my inner soft fleshy thigh, both cocks pointing directly at my vagina, which in turn was being penetrated by numerous hands of sex starved men. My head was yanked back and a cock was thrust into my mouth. I had no control in the motion as it was being held deep and my head was being pulled back and forth, my. "The sheet grunted.Mary plodded on down the stairs to the next landing. Then she stopped and stared. A naked couple lay there on the dusty, rubbish-strewn concrete, and were enthusiastically screwing. The girls thin legs were up around the fellow's waist and his narrow buttocks were slamming into her as she lay beneath him. They looked to be only about eighteen or nineteen. A young man of about nineteen at the other end of the landing, was urinating shamelessly against the wall. He turned as. That was incredible. Thank you.”“For what?” He asked, not understanding.“For that, you didn’t have too, but thank you.”Glancing at the clock, she jumped up and finished dressing. Michael noticed that she chose a turtleneck half shirt and a hip hugging skirt. He also noticed the stockings and garter she put on. Wondering if she always dressed like this, he asked, “Do you always wear stockings?”Blushing she replied, “Yes, I do. I don’t like hose because they slip too much and you have to pull. " As she was in the bathroom, Steve lost the robe and stood naked by the window, savoring the wine. He looked out on the city, the traffic rushing by, and wondered whether others were rushing home to lovers, or whether their hectic lives left time for lovers or wine. Even husbands and wives should be lovers, he thought. Sheryl came out of the bedroom, tiny droplets of water glistening on her alabaster skin. Steve sensed her approach from behind then felt her nipples brush his back as her arms.