I got to my feet, smoothed down my skirt and unraveled my blouse, being polyester it had not creased too much. I picked up my straw hat and placed it ...n my head and then bent down for my bag.As I didn't live in the city itself I headed for the bus stop at the edge of the park. I didn't have to wait long as the buses were so frequent and within a minute I was on the platform of the number 53, a bright red Routemaster that was so well known to Londoners and visitors alike.I always liked to sit on. Slowly, my dick was inserted into her asshole. It was a fantastic feeling. She slowly leaned back and opened up her legs. My friend pushed his dick into her vulva. She started up and down motions, with my friend catching up the pace. Shortly, we both emptied ourselves in her. We all were exhausted now.Still naked, we went to the dining room and had sumptuous lunch, over one more drink. We returned to the room after helping her to clean the place. As she returned, she had with her the ice cream. ....assume the position Samantha', he asked of me. I stood up and bent over his desk in front of him parting my legs as I did. I then felt him slide his hand under my skirt, slowly caressing my stockinged legs until he reached the top to my bare thighs. Slowly rubbing my inner thigh and occasionally just catching my pussy as he moved to my other leg. I could feel myself becoming wet. The anticipation was delicious! Then he removed his hand from between my legs and I turned to face him. He moved. It took her a whole three seconds to plunge her hand in his pants, pull out a handful of soft cock flesh and stuff it into her mouth.Homer yelled. "Ah! Stop! If Marge sees that, she'll kill me!" With one hand, he tried to push her away, but Miss Hoover had a firm grasp on his dick and wouldn't let it go. Despite his resistance, she pulled the rest of his member out of his pants, taking his balls in her other hand. Even as he was trying to push her head away, Homer's cock was hardening into her.