I was still very wet with the thoughts of the old man who was still staring at me from the other side of the mini bus.I got hold of Bob hand and ask h...m to feel my wet pussy just to take the edge off, i could feel the juices starting to run out of me as Bob ran his hand up my leg he notice how wet i was and asked me what had turned me on so much i told him it the thoughts of him fucking that girl he told me he also wanted to i could see her watching us so that turned me on even more plus the. Rekha couldn’t understand how her mouth automatically gulped his ball in. The next moment, she was voluntarily rubbing her tongue on it.Hassan, who was banging her pussy from behind, held her hair and pulled her hard. This sudden act of Hassan made Chotu’s dick slip out of Rekha’s mouth. They all there knew that Hassan was about to cum.Rekha cried in pain and pleasure as Hassan sprayed his seeds in her pussy. Hassan left Rekha’s hair and fell on her back. They both tried to catch their breath. Sophie’s continued flirting through the night and my own in response was wrong, but being close to Sophie like this was all I ever needed. She completed me in a way a woman should and what my husband could never provide.I almost panicked and let go, worried that Sophie might not reciprocate, and then she became the bold one and began to kiss my neck. I moaned loudly in to her ear. Then I began to kiss her neck, it tasted so good. I could taste the sweat from dancing all night, but I could also. She asked Jean, "Doesn't that bother you? Billy looking, I mean?" It woulda a couple of years ago," she answered, mimicking Margi's pronunciation a little, "but now it doesn't. In fact, I like it!" But it seems so... so sexual, don't you think?" I hope so!" Jean replied with a chuckle. "That's some of the fun of it. Oh, there's a real comfort in not being tied up in false modesty, but above that, there's a sweet charge that we admire each other." It sounds like... I mean, I've always been so.