Ab uske paas waali seat khali thi uar mere paas waali seat bhi khali thi.mai soch hi Raha tha ki kaash hamari seat saath saath hoti to safar ka andaaj... hi kuchh aur hota khair bus city ke agle stop pe ruki aue ek pati patni ka joda bus me chadha dono idhar udhar dekhte huve hamari khaali seaton per baith gaye aadmi mere paas baitha tha aur aurat us mahila ke paas.kuchh der baad us Aadmi ne mujh se kaha sir aapko agar taklif nahi ho to aap us seat pe baith sakte hai jis pe meri wife baithi hai?. I was surprised that it had fit so snugly into his jeans.Daddy reached his hand up under my skirt and massaged me threw my panties. He told me to lie down and try to relax. I laid back on the bed and closed my eyes. My father pulled my panties over to one side and began trying to work a finger into my tight cunt hole. I spread my legs to make it easier for him to get inside of me. He put his finger in his mouth and dampened it with his saliva. Then he tried to slip it in me again. I moaned. I waited for the classroom to clear open before making my way up to Mr. Jacobs’ desk. Normally, I would just leave like everyone else, but today I seemed to have no control over my actions. My body did not want to leave, it wanted to stay and admire this amazing piece of human being that the world had graced us with. "Can I help you with something miss Langley?" he asked as he took a seat behind his desk. "You know," I smiled, making my way to his side of the desk, "Miss Langley is my. We were a small house, but they told me that a sorority was on its way. I knew what this meant — a long night of tending bar for me. Eh, no big deal. I didn’t have other plans for a Friday night — I sure wasn’t going back to the apartment to work on the dissertation! The venerable dean and I cleaned the place up a bit for a couple hours, I think the brothers didn’t quite yet have the idea that a cleaner house was more acceptable to the female eye. We’d work on ’em, after all, that’s a.