I slowly collapsed to the ground while I held her and we continued kissing.We lay with her on top of me, which allowed my hands to undo the clasps tha...t held on her bikini and sarong. I worked my hands up and down her back and along her torso. I one under and began massaging her fleshy globes. Lacenta responded by pushing her tongue up and running it repeatedly along the roof of my mouth. I pulled my hand out and worked her shoulder blades with my hands then glided them down her back to her. Maybe college age. This was a change. They sure were in shape. Maybe athletes. He continued to watch. Their cocks certainly were hard.The other one spoke, “Come on Roger, you’ve fucked her long enough. I want some of that pussy.”Roger answered, “Sure, man. There’s enough of her hot pussy for both of us.”Lynn looked back over her shoulder at Roger, “That’s right. Let Lee have a fuck. I do have enough pussy for both.”As Lee replaced Roger and slid his hard cock in her hot married pussy, Lynn was. He was skinnier as if her hadn't eatened for day and his long brown hair lay limp and greasy from days unwashed. The bare white of his hairless chest rose sank sank into the hollow that was his stomach and each crevice that lie between his ribs glistened with a shallow river of sweat. Something rose in her stomach perhaps it was bile, perhaps it was the anger she ad held inside her for so long. She chose only one the anger.With herself and with the thing that lay asleep in his own waste and. Yet without exception each and every guy there seemed to be genuinely reading, chatting on the phone or just staring into space.The lack of any reaction on the girl's face who herself was reading a book in whatever language it was that she assumed was used in her country of origin reassured Heather that her little admiration session may have gone unnoticed and so she tried to return her thoughts back to the sights and sounds of South London.A few minutes later, as the bus passed that cute.