I was beginning to get concerned and scared more while he continued to massage my clit and pinch my outer lips with his thumb. I was close to cumming ... but didn’t want that to happen on a bus, since I am loud normally. I was getting so scared. I turned and whispered.. to him again “please stop now.. and tie it back”. He seemed to think a bit for a while and decided to remove his fingers from my pussy . I relaxed and sighed. While taking out his now wet fingers he quickly inserted his index. “If only I had a needle and cotton.” Sarah purred as she rolled on to her back and opened her legs. “Huh?” Amy’s eyes peeked out from inside the dress. “Then I could sew up my dress with you inside.” Amy looked out again and smiled. “Then there’d be no more peeking!” Sarah laughed as she flicked her dress back over Amy’s face. It was now midnight and both women were drunk, spent and exhausted. Having a cute brunette who would go down on her to order was almost too good to be true. Sarah knew. We laughed, and Becky added,"Brendan, I don't see a proposal as a public spectacle, despite what they show in the movies. It's going to be a time you both think about for years to come and from a woman's point of view I would prefer something more romantic."Becky then looked at me."If someone was going to ask me to marry him I would prefer a quiet spot with just the two of us."I couldn't help catching her glance at the porch swing where we had spent so much time."So Brendan ... after dinner. I don't know why I did it, but I pushed the tip of my foreskin so that my penis went back against my testicles. It slowly pushed out, I pushed it back in again. It started to have an erection, but that was only until I pushed it back again, and so on. Gentle circular motion over the top of my foreskin using my middle finger was a natural progression from there. All the time I kept my penis pushed against my testicles. It required only a minimum of pressure. There was no more erection, but the.