His hot dirty old man cum squirted first into my mouth, and then all over my face as I pulled my mouth off of him. Some of it got in my hair. I licked...him clean and put his cock back in his pants. He didn’t even zip them up. He gave me a tissue to wipe my face, and I looked around no one had seen what a slutty thing I did.The bus stopped and he suddenly zipped up and said, “This is my stop.” I said, “Do you want me to come with you?” He looked back at me and said, “Yes, I would.” So, I followed. "You're going to be all right. I promise. Dr. Smedley is 'Painless Pete, ' you know. He won't hurt you. He won't let you suffer. Really." You can call me Laura if I can call you Sara," Laura said, feeling awkwardly bold, though only for a second.Sara beamed again. Her eyes were small, but she smiled so easily, squinting them into a tight little mask of mirth, that you really didn't notice."You can call me whatever you want, Laura, as long as you call me to dinner," she cracked, cracking herself. " (groan) Please don't do that again. I hate being insanely jealous ofyour finger." If you think you're jealous now, wait 'til you hear where my fingerhas been." Never mind; I don't want to know. If I don't know, I might actuallyget to sleep tonight. Here's your champagne." How much do I owe you?" Oh, the things I could say, given such a perfect straight line... It'son the House, Sugar. Believe me; we won't be losing any money on youtonight." Thanks, Sweetie. Jer, speaking of raising. They were putting on a quite lovely show, but the two other ladies found someone else to look at. They turned their heads, and I found them checking out my tits."What are these, B-cups?" Tammy pondered with lust in her eyes.Even though Tim and Jeanette didn't consider us having sex, cheating, I did. So, I figured that I had come that far, so why not?"Feel for yourself, Tammy," I suggested.Then all of the sudden, I had a mother and daughter, feeling me up. I was thanking that woman I slept with.