That was right up my street and I did so, pushing the nylon into her slit and feeling the dampness seep through. It was all I could do to keep the ca... on the road when she bent into my lap, unzipped my jeans and started to lick my hardening cock. Luckily we made it before I dumped a load up her nose. Lynsey was visibly impressed by Jo's house, and we crunched over the gravel to the front door, which was, as instructed, open. We walked through the hallway and up the stairs. Lynsey giggled. .and relax. I know whatto do...what you need," she continued to cajole me.As she was saying this, her hand dropped from my cheek and started tountie my right hand.She then walked around behind the bench as if to untie the other hand;but, she paused behind my head and started to unfasten the constraintholding the panties in my mouth."Here, let's get these out," pulling the soaked nylon garment from mymouth.I watched in the mirror in front of me as she unfolded the panties abovemy head and gave. His cock was jammed down my throat. My eyes started to tear while I gave him head. I was sucking and slurping on his hard cock. My two hands were playing with two cocks. Stroking their cock meat up and down. My throat was getting nailed by a hard cock. My asshole was getting fucked hard and deep. I was being used and abused like the MILF I had always dreamed to be. I was wishing my husband could see his wife getting fucked in every direction. I was loving being treated like a slut. My pussy. Its silver door hissed open and Lydia boarded. As she began to walk down the aisle of the bus she could see that he was there. He was sat in his usual seat and was studying his papers. He lifted his eyes momentarily to meet hers as she walked towards him, offering her the faintest hint of a smile before lowering his gaze once more. As Lydia drew level to his seat, instead of sitting down on the seat across from him, she lowered herself into the seat right next to him, closing all the space.