He tried to come up with an answer as he walked off of the bus but couldn't.The Sao Paulo depot was loud and noisy. There were dozens of buses of diff...rent sizes and crowds of people. Many people were dressed much better than Jeremy but there were plenty who were dressed in the same peasant garb. Policemen and women were stationed around the building, smiling and acting friendly. Jeremy had an instant distrust of them and put his head down whenever he drew near.There were children were holding. “Well the night isn’t over yet.” I said. She had her back to me so moved forward and slid my hands up her sides to her breast. She leaned back on me“Your being a naughty man.” She said, turning to face me. “I said we couldn’t do it anymore.” She was smiling and pushing hers crotch into me. I slid my hand down her back till I found the hem of her skirt, lifting it and brushing the flesh on her buttocks as I went. Her head shot and she gazed at me as I lowered my lips to hers. As we kissed I slid. Monica spread her long legs even further to accommodate him, hooking her ankles together, locking his thrusting body in a tight vice. Shane pummeled her cunt with short, powerful, jabs, driving her to the brink of oblivion. ‘Shit! Your pussy is fine! Fuck me back–come on bitch–take it all in–ride my cock–come on–yeah–that’s it–bam–uh-bam–uh–come on slut–I’ll show you some hard fucking!’ Shane grunted lustily. His syllables were broken with the effort of each lunge. Normally, Monica wouldn’t. "Now how in the world... ", she began."You have two children", he interrupted. "Both girls. You do this job mainly with them in mind. Not because they'd starve otherwise, because you've got a fair bit salted away. No, for the future. College and such. Because the idea of like mother, like daughters is out of the question for you. You want a different sort of life for them."With every fact, he drove his cock up and deep, firmly, with a force she would normally have restrained out of concern that.