How romantic!" "Let me tell you something about Jim. That boy's testicles produce an ocean of sperm! When he cums, he really makes a mess. ...He spurts at least four times as much love juice as any guy I've ever been with. I keep telling him he's sitting on a gold mine, since sperm banks are paying sixty dollars and up per donation. Do the math! Two deposits per day, times four for quantity, hey, that's four hundred eighty dollars the easy way! Jim's. ”He reassured that his teasers don’t mean that he will take me for granted. That gave me a relief that he understood me well. As the scene is over, he tried to keep a distance. I encouraged him to come closer. He controlled his hands not touching my boobs because of my last time scold.I said, “Ok da, see this time we are still in the scene, come hug, touch and be as you like until getting prepared for another shot.” He got courage and hugged me and started fondling my boobs. He started grinding. The bus we had booked was an A/C semi sleeper and our seats were in the 3rd row from the front.We boarded the bus and settled down. Bus started after a little while, by 10.50 pm. We were simply talking about random stuffs for a long time. When everyone in the bus started to sleep and the lights inside the bus were switched off, I asked her to give me a kiss – like the one she gave me when we met last time. She started looking around to find whether anybody is watching. Fortunately nobody was. I found one co-written by three women. I figured they would know what they were talking about." You did it in a dream?" She looked at Allison. "Let me guess, the FBI agent?" No!" I said.Allison snapped her fingers, "Angela! You did it to Angela."Shannon looked shocked. "Who's Angela?" Then her eyes got big, "Angela that's coming over tonight?" Yep," Allison answered. "It's a long story, but it's not what you think. Come shower with me and I'll bring you up to speed."With that the two of them.