He was doing a great job and whenever I could feel he was getting me too far I pulled away for a few seconds. My cunt juices were flowing down my leg ...and I struggled when he concentrated solely on my sensitive clit and when he pushed his tongue deep into me. His hands were busy as well, pulling and plucking on my hard nipples. I knew Sandra couldn’t resist for long and shortly after she mouthed the words “I need some cock” into my direction. I deliberately made more slurping noises licking only. But there was something wrong; the bed was empty, there was a space next to me that should have had Sara in it. Where was Sara? That was when it hit me, properly. Sara was gone, she'd died and left me here alone. I cried, for the first time since her death, I cried.Some time later, I was no longer alone; there were warm arms around me. Sara? I pulled her close and pressed my face to her chest, and slept.When I woke, it was morning and the bed was empty again, but there was a warm patch next to. Now girls started getting into the bus who were behind me & occupied some seats but while moving I could feel there softy ass or thighs touching & rubbing against my shoulders. I was happy for myself.Then I saw a girl in black salwar who seemed not to have wore a bra inside. I kept looking her boobs, she came near my seat but since all seats were occupied she was standing next to me. Just when she placed her tummy on my left shoulder. I was taken aback. Then I wanted to feel her touchings but. "That's becoming more and more obvious." Francesca said while looking again at the convergence of Gwen's legs and seeing the unmistakable bulge. "Now for the finishing touch." Valerie said while removing a smaller case form the larger one. She opened up the case and withdrew several small jars of differently shaded makeup and held each up to Gwens skin until she was satisfied with a close match. Opening the jar, Valerie sponged on a liberal amount of the foundation and worked it into the areas.