“You shouldn’t disrespect her at all! Do you know what she’s sacrificed for you?” She asked as she got closer.I turned towards her.“Tell me....�� I said.She stopped stunned.“What has she given up?” I asked.“Well, her marriage! Dad abused her!” She said.“Try again.” I said.“What?” She said.“It was the other way around. Father worked hard, and though he was cheating on Mother with two other women, he loved Mother. For what reason, I will never comprehend.” I said.“What? Wait, he was cheating? Why? If. The thought of having different men use my body while Harry watched and recorded it piqued my sexual curiosity. Since we had a short time frame in which to plan our sexcapades, I did not want to disappoint Harry by pulling out at the last minute. I also wanted to know what fucking other men would be like: the different size cocks, the way they would feel inside my pussy and ass, the way they would feel on my tongue as I sucked, and the diverse taste their cum would be as I swallowed. I have. She was trying to cover her thighs with the chudi, however she failed to do it as the top was short.After some time both of our hands were touching as there is no separate handrest. It was almost 12 in the midnight, I have completed my chat with few of my chat friends and about to sleep, same is the case with her also. As there was more chillness in the bus, I took the shawl to cover myself, she was trying to cover herself with the thupatta of her chudi, as its very small she couldn’t cover. Not only did his cock reach its full length (such as it was), but without warning he filled my mouth with more jets of sweet cum than I could swallow. Drooling baby batter all over him as I climbed on top, I collapsed in his arms, breathing in the sweat from his armpits. "You wanna take a nap now, Pop?" "What are you talking about, boy? You haven't finished your work." As he rolled onto his stomach, I rolled on top of his back and effortlessly slid into that alluring lard-ass. "Wait a minute,.