John pushes the plates and and stainless to one side of the table and takes me to the edge and says over babe.I lean over the table into the same posi...tion he had me in just last night. I grab the edge of the table with my hands as my legs are spread from behind on the other side of the table. He grabs a stick of the soft butter and greases my ass hole up nicely and I begin to purr with expectation of what is to come next. I feel my clit rubbing against the edge of the table. "Ready babe?" . I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand, daddy's semen and my spit are everywhere, now she has our attention, 'wipe your cunt and mouth girl', she says, 'your bus is here in 25 minutes', and at that she turns and walks out.'How was it for you daddy', I ask, as I reach up and my thin arms encircle his neck, and he bends forward to accommodate them. I feel his finger retrace mine as he presses the pearl and glides through the thin labia and wriggles at the entrance still waiting to be officially. I must have dozed off watching TV, but I distinctly remember something in the back of my mind talking. Probably the person narrating the program. He was talking about Area 51 and the routine helicopter sightings and then it was in my…in my brain. ‘Aren’t you a pretty lady?’ I sat bolt upright, certain something fucking weird had just happened. Fuck, but it hurt! I instinctively examined my side, but the ink remained stubbornly just as I’d left it. It was a little dry and I’d thought of it, so I. This made her a little happy and she agreed to accompany me into the bus. Once inside the bus we sat down in a two seater and noticed that the bus was more or less empty. Soon the bus started and the lights were switched off. Shalini and I started to talk about the marriage party and also as to what her husband would be doing at that time. I assured her that there is nothing to fear as he will definitely come by the next bus. As it was very windy and started raining outside the bus, we had.