”Her body trembles and shakes in fear as I poke her with my knife. She pleads for mercy in a whisper. I stifle a laugh. Mercy? Me?I feel her heart p...ounding. She's sweating. I can almost smell her fear.Continuing to caress her left breast as we approach our stop, I suddenly realize it’s the wrong stop. My hotel is actually much further. I guess we’ll enjoy our ride for another few minutes. At this point I realize I don’t need to hold on to the bus anymore – my sweet honey is holding on so I can. Her technique was outstanding and it didn't take long until I let out a deep moan and exploded with my cum filling her mouth completely. She slowed the rhythm and suckled and swallowed every drop. Then she just laid there with her mouth on my cock, not moving while I caressed her cheek and hair. She stayed down there so long that I thought she was falling asleep or something so I asked her if she was okay and she just nodded but kept her mouth on my cock. She seemed to really enjoy having her. . how?”“Pen, sweetheart, it’s not such a surprise, is it? I mean, you’re a beautiful girl, becoming a beautiful woman. You had your bikini ... you know, not quite ... um, on.”“Beautiful?” She looked down at her small breasts, frowning. Unconsciously, it seemed, her hands went there and squeezed, like she was trying to convince herself they were worthy of attention.I’d been coping fairly well up to that point, but watching her caress herself, I felt my cock swell in my shorts.. .. and then another. Angie found herself holding onto Yasu for dear life as she came so hard from his fingers penetrating her."Breakfast?" Yasu grinned as Angie began drying him off and vice versa."Damn straight! You heard your wife, baby. She has plans to fuck us silly!" Angie reminded him."Well, when you put it that way," Yasu chuckled as he picked up the petite Angie and carried her over to the kitchen, with her mockingly putting up a fight with her fists and kicks."I see that you brought.