Tame me!” It had become our way of having sex. I wasn’t allowed to help guide him to my opening. His cock was his tool, and I only got to play...with it during foreplay, which in this case, consisted of his ‘play-r****g’ me. His chest was laying on mine, and I could barely see over his shoulder, laying my head aside, so his face had clear and undeniable access to my neck, since my hair was laying fanned on the grass. I mewed as he used his hand to brush his cock along my folds, applying. “I guess you want me to see her tits, don’t you?” Tim asked. I guess I blushed, because I could feel the heat in my ears. “Well, yea, I don’t mind” I stammered. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see a slight bulge in the front of Tim’s pants. “She’ll be awakening in a few minutes.” Tim explained. “Can you keep her out for a while?” I asked. “Sure!” Tim said, as he gave her another dose of the gas. “She’ll be out for at least 30 minutes now.” Tim said, adjusting his hardening cock through his. So I posed demurely for a few pictures from different angles, some standing and some sitting.Then, quite out of the blue, he asked if he could take some pictures just for his own collection.Bingo! His eyes lit up as I sat on the settee and undid a couple more buttons on my blouse. My bra and cleavage were on show, and I was in my element now as he continued to click away.I stood up and took my blouse off, and then unzipped my skirt at the back. He moved around getting different angles as I. The sensation of having her mouth filled with a stranger’s cock was filling her head with naughty thoughts and taboo pleasures. She knew, in that moment, that this was how she was meant to be. Being the bus slut felt so right to her.No one could resist at this point, and other men soon lined up to get the chance to have Amy suck them off. They were practically a blur, and Amy was going from one to the next like a pro. Like a slut. One came in her mouth – Amy recognized him as the boyfriend who.