Our new lady arrives ten minutes late, which increases the sexual tension and anticipation between us.Sylvia is a tall blond Danish woman with what ap...ears to be a very good body under the loose fitting, almost shapeless long dress she is wearing. Her face is a little lined but she has a brilliant smile and very engaging persona as we make small talk.“Remind me why I am here today Joanna,” Sylvia teases as she plays the moment to perfection.“I want to watch you pleasure my man, I want to watch. ' I tried to slip away only to have them press tightly together, smashing me between them. The guy behind me took this opportunity to grind his huge bulk against my buttocks and whisper '...all this is for you, baby...all this for you...' I almost panic as I watched the guy in front reach for the bell and pull it. I thought that it was all over and they would be getting off at the next stop, the bus slowed and the guy in front called out '...getting off, getting off, let's through...' The guy. We all had sex with you and you still look underage.”I teased, “Yes, some of us many times over the weekend.”Kat said, “Oh, I’d never do something that would get you and your friends in trouble. I did have so many orgasms over the weekend that I’m still feeling that pulsing sensation in my little clitoris and my vagina. I confess to starting to masturbate when I was very young – single digits. I learned to make myself cum – thank you Internet and my friend Mary Jane Bonner. This weekend I bet I. Through them Tim awaited wearing a casual cool outfit of black jeans, a purple velvet jacket and a dark blue t-shirt with concentric white circles like a target that formed a gradient from pure white at the center to nearly dark blue at the outer circle, his hair more a blond stubble. Nearly as tall as Roger, his plumpness took up more space. His size might have been intimidating except for a goofy smile frequently on his face. He greeted the arrivals cheerfully, requesting the ten dollar.