Rita was very smart yet so naïve.Rita's first day on the bus was memorable. It was the first time she was alone in public without family or friends. ...he was a big girl and now independent. Rita did not enjoy the ride much because she was standing in the back of the bus which was too crowded. Through the entire hour, she kept wondering why she would be squished in a bus with so much room. The week went by and she repeated the ordeal to and from school. Things changed slightly the following. Flip the bird and stomp out? Or, would they continue to sit in rapt silence -- drawing shallow, aroused breaths and launch their erecting nipples out like little stubby missiles?None of them moved. None complained or protested.Theresa’s husband stepped forward next. “The manila envelope I’m holding has four slips of paper in it,” he said. “Each has a number on it. You’ll draw the slips to find out which gloryhole box you’ll crouch, in darkness and anonymity, inside. Keep your number secret.”The. ” “How it seemed to be just a perfect fit.” “I could feel your dick rubbing against the walls of my pussy.” “Here, check it out” she said as she stood up and put one foot on the seat of her chair. I reached over and slipped a finger into her dripping wet vagina. She really was soaked. “So what do you say, stud? Wanna help a girl out”? I stood up and my hard cock sprang into view. She looked at it and let out a deep breath. She reached over and took hold of my cock and proceeded to lead me down. After last night he had nothing to lose!Billy practically leapt out of bed and walked hurriedly down the hallway towards his parents room, where Sharon was showering in the ensuite bathroom. As he slipped into their room he heard the shower being turned off, he was a little too late, but Billy was not about to let that stop him. He tip toed across his parents roomand grabbed a pair of Sharons blue high heels. The Bitch had left the bathroom door open to let the steam from her shower escape so.