"That's not a kiss," Tom said, "You need to pout your lips a little, havethem slightly open and add more pressure." I looked at him, wondering ifthis ...eally was necessary. I took a deep breath, pouted my lips, separatedthem slightly and leaned towards him. I was surprised about how good itfelt, and felt a little ashamed. "Wow, Adriana," Tom saidenthusiastically, "that's way better!" I tried to fight the blushing, butto no avail. "Glad to hear someone's happy," I said huffily and turned tolook. "Bet you've got a tight little manpussy on you bitch. Might have to take that for a spin if you workout as my regular cocksucker."He tossed me down on the bed and face fucked me like a rag doll. He outweighed me by at least 60 pounds and when he'd force his full length down my throat, till his balls were resting on my forehead, I had no option but to take it. I thought a couple of times I was going to pass out from lack of air, but he always pulled back at the last second to allow me to catch. After a few minutes, the old man,gradually become bolder -- he was now slowly and more firmlycaressing my bottom and sensing my nervousness and dilemma andlack of resistance on my part , begin to now cup my buttocks. I wasreally stunned by this and very surprised by his boldness and glancedbehind and around me to see if anybody had noticed - Nobody else inthe crowded bus was aware of what was going on and the old manhimself was immediately behind me with a very indifferent andinnocent. We were all warm, the movie was developing and returning to the couch I looked at Toby and Sherry, her dress above her open knees. She had removed her shoes and I could see her legs were bare, wondering what else was bare and what more excitement there might be. I took a deep breath and poured out the wine. My cunt was tingling in anticipation but I sat down with my knees clamped tight…shivers! Trying to behave myself…my body raging…my brain telling my body: “Be cool, damn you!”As I sat down,.