Something very smooth touched my hand and it’s not moving this time. I slowly determine what it is. It was the cheek of lady who sad behind me. OMG!...The cheek was so smooth and soft I can’t take my hand back. I thought the lady behind me was slept and with bus moments she was moving to and fro. Whatever she was looking good and her cheek was so smooth that I dint even removed my hand. I slowly got courage to move my hand in such away to hold her head. Now I have a good but smooth hold of her. I shoved it all the way down my gullet right off the bat. Leaving it there while I made little gag sounds like, "gakktttppp..." and "ccchoaktttttt...!" I used my voice to coo and show little submissive "Thank you Massuh for the huge black dick...gakktttppp...ccchoakttttt...mmmm..." Because I know the millions of super-sensitive nerve endings in that cock, are very sensitive and can REALLY feel the vibration of my man-voice.Within a few seconds, my massuh ordered me to stop, and said he did not. Michael, only in boxer briefs was hard against her bare pussy lips. She playfully ground against his package. With a flirtatious smile, she arched her back, lifted her arms over her head taking her tank top off at the same time. She tossed it just above Michael’s head and then leaned toward him. Her breasts taunted him as she expertly dangled them above his face. He pulled her down onto him, so he could have her breasts. With his face between her soft, plump mounds, he craned his neck to the. Since I had the experience of having sex I could feel that it was not because of wet dreams. But I could not figure it out, what happened. When I came from my room, my aunty asked me how I am feeling, which was unusual because she never asks me like that. I acted normal as if nothing happened, but was very curious to know what happened. I told my aunty and cousin sister that I am going to playground and instead entered the next room. Since we had a very big house it was very easy to hide in a.