Susan rolled off of Carly and positioned herself between her legs licking one end of the rubber cock before sliding it into Carly's wet hole with ease... As Susan worked it in and out of her pussy she bent down and sucked the other end to lube it up, moving into position to slide that end into her own pussy. The site of these two beautiful women fucking each other with a double dong was too much; I had to stroke my cock. Carly looked up and said, "Let me suck it and make you cum!" I looked at. She wanted him to quench the fire that was burning with in her. Her cunny wanted him more with every movement of his fingers on her body. She could feel her clit standing erect already protruding from its hood as though actively searching for his touch. She felt his fingers slide past her now trickling moistness, as she heard herself beg for him to touch her. Her need for this masseuse was desperate! She no longer was in the world that she owned but had been transported to this mans place where. We both looked over, eyes wide, and saw one of the school janitors. Rob let out a relieved breath, though I was still panicking, half naked and sprawled on a bus seat and about to get caught. Rob, on the other hand, looked excited. Without bothering to pull up his pants, Rob went over and opened the door. The janitor, a man in his sixties named Bill, climbed the bus steps and clapped Rob on the back. "I see you've been having fun." He looked over, taking in my naked form. "So this is the slut. How shall I ever thank you? Should I be doing something for you?" The temptation was strong but Isabel feared there might be an unwanted reaction. Instead, she kissed her mother, pulled the covers over her and said, "Not this time, Mum. Sleep and be happy. No regrets. No second thoughts. And in the morning, please don't pretend this never happened. There may be more we can do for you." Isabel turned out the light and returned to her own bed with a great deal of thinking to.