She looked familiar, her eyes smouldered, her red lips made for sucking cock. She leant forward, and as she did so I could see her nipples. My cock st...iffened. “Well Mike, how do I look? Slutty enough for you?”It was Elle, fucking hell!”“You look….you look…” I was lost for words.“Cat got your tongue. Well you want me to look like a whore, you got your wish. But you should be careful what you wish for, this hunk of a man is going to take me upstairs and fuck my brains out for an hour, an hour he. Funny, the two of us together reminded me of those old Calvin and Hobbes comics I used to read.“I missed you,” I said while pulling off my coat and backpack.“I missed you too,” she whispered.We made our way upstairs and into my bedroom. Instead of throwing ourselves onto the bed, we crashed into the wall by the window, not even noticing as we ripped our clothes off and licked the inside of each other’s mouths. As soon as Angel’s jeans and panties were off, I got down on my knees and buried my. She dared me to do it in the bus if I have the guts. I turned around and saw that everyone’s sleeping. So I pulled her towards me and started kissing her to which she responded very well. Next, I opened the buttons of her blouse and to my surprise again, she was not wearing a bra. She had a good sized boob which is not very big or should I say large but big enough and I thoroughly enjoyed fondling it and i then pulled up her saree to her highs and was rubbing her pussy vigorously over her panty. John was standing beside her and pushed his cock down so that it slipped over her wet mound. “Janet, lesbians don’t do cock. Well, maybe plastic ones,” remarked Debra. John interrupted them both. “Don’t mind me, girls. You keep talking,” he said as he grunted his way inside Janet’s cunt. His cock slipped very easily inside. Janet started to pant at its intrusion. “This is so fucking real though,” retorted Janet. “Definitely not plastic.” “You bet it’s fucking real,” said John looking behind him.