Mrs. Brown who had been happy to steel glances before, was now looking, staring even, wide eyed and mouth open.I thought she was going to reach up and... pull the STOP cord, hurl abuse or something that would surely get us thrown off the bus. She didn’t.Mrs. Brown had placed her left hand on her right breast and was gently manipulating her nipple beneath her bra. Her breathing was laboured, and she was actually enjoying the scene being played before her.Michelle’s fondling now had my engorged cock. Please fuck your sissybitch hard Mistress!"Oh fuck.. that makes he go harder, faster, making me squeal more, untilI'm so close to cumming, and trying so hard to hold off... finally shereaches out and grabs my long hair, pulling on it, making me cry, "Cumbitch! Cum for your Mistress Angel bitch!" Yes Mistress Thorne!" I squeal, as my cock twitches, my mind goes numb,and great gobs of cum spurt out over the covers. Mistress Thornecontinues to pound my arse, shunting my body repeatedly before. Jeffrey thrust and pounded my wet pussy. It was so spontaneous and I came all over his cock. Jeffrey then shot his hot cream right up my pussy. I wasn't wearing panties, so when we went back to the table, his come was dripping down my legs. Once seated at the table, he gave me his napkin to wipe away his creamy come. We always have sex in strange places. We've had it in my SUV plenty of times when we were at the hospital. At lunch we would head out to the SUV, and I would give him an afternoon. I ask you a civilquestion today and you think you can treat me like shit. Well it wasn'tme who was fucked senseless last night, unable to even dress themselves.Oh, by the way, here's you clothes back" as I threw the bathing suit ather, unable to find the black panties I'd had stuck down my T shirt lastnight."Up until last night I actually admired your dress sense and styleCarla. I know that most of the girls out there would like to dress likeyou and look like you or Amanda or Vicki. If they.