Karen seems obsessed with me now. Yesterday before school I walked into her bathroom as she got ready for school. She was wearing a slut skirt and top...ess while she combed her hair. I admired the view as her tits jiggled while she worked. Seeing her made me hard so I walked up behind her and cupped her beautiful tits and played with her pink nipples as she did her hair.Karen leaned back against me and was rubbing her ass against my hard on. Hummm he moaned as my hands enjoyed the best set of. I went up to him and he put his fingers which were still wet from the rain right up my night dress and into my panties. It was the most beautiful touch in my life and felt like melting as he probed the softest petals of my pussy lips more and more. He stood up from the bed and not stopping what he was doing came behind me and started to kiss my neck. Oh gosh I can’t concentrate on writing this anymore I want to play with myself now .I could feel the hairs on body rise up as well as the heat of. “Sister Cecile is taking a rest cure, she is exhausted from her labours among fallen women in the Metropolis.” She looked quite comely.“Fallen women?” I asked.“Indeed, poor broken women forced into debauchery by evil men such as you,” the grey clad nun answered.“And paid well for doing what they crave,” I countered.“Crave, they detest every moment,” she replied.“And how would you know, had a cockstaff up you have you?” I asked angrily.“No!” she insisted.“A bride of Christ as yet unfucked,” I. Would he actually fuck her right here on the bus? In front of everyone? Brenda was biting her lip now to stop from moaning.She felt the rough fabric of the man’s pants now against her nearly bare ass. He was humping with abandon, and she was pushing back with every thrust. His hand was under her skirt now, squeezing her ass. She was more turned on by the second.Then he pulled away from her. Briefly.Brenda almost screamed aloud when she felt him opening his fly. Then his scorching hot.