The number 52 bus was unreliable at the best of times and at this time of rush hour there was no way she would get to work on time. Emily, who was 21... worked as a general employee at her local department store. Her roles could include anything from helping customers try on shoes to greeting people as they entered the shop. Having finished Uni a year ago, Emily found her job extremely tedious and boring, not nearly as much however as her non-existent love life. When the bus eventually arrived. Her firm young tits were a little more than a good hand full, and her nipples were very hard. I gently rubbed, squeezed, and pinched her tits and nipples. Ann was soon moaning and rocking in my lap. After a short time, she took my hand from her chest and guided it to her crotch. As I rubbed her crotch, she began lifting her hips to meet my hand. Becoming bolder, I unbuttoned her jeans and lowered her zipper. Reaching inside her pants, I found and began rubbing her bush through her panties. Ann. " my wife hissed, her eyes on fire. "Yes, that's it. Let my lover cum in your mouth... but don't swallow - not yet."My wife pushed the cock between my lips. I could taste the bitter flavour of my semen against the latex flavour of the cock. It wasn't the first time I had ever tasted it. But having a mouthful of semen sticking between my teeth and coating the rubber dildo was a far cry from accidentally tasting my spendings from my wife's lips after I received a blowjob.My wife's hand went to. Although we was wearing a baggy shirt, Tyler could tell that underneath lie well-chiseled abs and fantastic pecs. He had slightly shaggy sandy brown hair and big brown eyes. In short, he somehow managed to be the perfect balance between cute and hot.“Hey, you must be Nicky,” said Tyler, setting the box down. He extended his hand and shot him a half-smile. Nicky took a second to react.“Yeah, I am,” Nicky replied, showing minimal reaction. “Who are you?”Tyler was taken aback by Nicky's utter.