She said, "Obviously, I have more experience, but only those six times I told you of." She deflated somewhat and her look turned sad. "I really never ...was the bad girl they thought me." Well, I never thought so, Janice." Another thought floated into what little was left of my brain. "You said you were going to show me how to do something."She sighed. "Well, that'll have to wait. What time is it?"My watch said 5:25. "Oh, I don't want to go, Janice." But you've got to. Look: we've got four – five. ”Then Kiran asked me to lie down on the seat. I knew what he was going to do, so I checked around if anyone was there. Then I lay down on the seat and lifted my legs in the air.Kiran placed his cock on my pussy and started pushing it inside. I started enjoying him inside me, “Ahhhhhhh oh honey, aaahhhh Kirannnn. Faster faster. Fuck me, Kiran.”Kiran continued slamming and increasing his speed. He was playing with my boobs simultaneously with his fingers. My pussy had become completely wet. Kiran. “Nope, not yet. Want me to stop? Are you sore?”At that she bent her knees and pulled her thighs back so her knees were latched onto my sides. “Hmmmmm, no, this feels amazing, keep going.” I lifted my knees up a little so I could get a deeper angle into her, and started flexing, sliding in and out of her again, and this time she could not keep quiet at all.Her moans grew louder and louder, then turned to gasping moans as I pushed myself in and out of her. She was so wet that I could hear the. When it was finally realised I had disappeared I didn't want anyone checking CCTV footage, trying to spot me.In some perverse way my depression lifted slightly now I had a plan to do away with myself. You could accuse me of having double standards, for I had been most disparaging of Sergeant Neddy Claypole blowing his brains out in Bosnia, yet here I am planning to end my own life, although not in a similar manner as his. It wasn't his suicide which incensed me, but rather his total disregard.