I tried my best to not touch her as I played with the hooks, taming my emotions.“Is that okay? You sure it is fine, now?” she asked me, as I final...ly finished hooking the bra for her.Kapil: I… I hope so…Manisha: Hope? What are you hoping?Kapil: I hope it is fine.Manisha: Haha. Kapil! You should confirm it is okay. Don’t you have any idea how important it is for a woman to have her boobs held neatly?Kapil: Oh My… Why? Err…What?Manisha: You need to make sure the bra is hooked tight enough!Kapil:. “What can we do for you today, Sir?” he asked.“I guess fill it with regular, and check the oil,” Dexter answered.He handed his credit card over to the young man.“If you’ll open the door to the gas tank, and release the hood, we’ll get right to it,” the young man said.Dexter did as directed and watched the young man go to work. The other young man came over and checked the oil. The young man closed the hood of the car. He came around to Dexter’s window.“Your oil is a quarter of a quart low, Sir,. I checked, myself, but her nipples weren't showing through the sweater any more. Her breasts jiggled when she moved, but somehow, when that happened, her arm was across them. It almost looked like she was trying to manage that jiggle, but that didn't make any sense. None of the other women were doing that. Their breasts were just out there for everybody to look at.We went home to their house. Scott was manic, and having a hard time settling down. Finally Mrs. Carson said she was worn out by his. There were a couple of new guys next to me, groping and fondling me. What was strange was there was another woman sitting on the seats along the side of the bus, a man on either side of her. They had her legs spread, and skirt shoved up, playing with her bald pussy, and her top undone, tits pulled up and over her bra.” Paula was now fingering her clit as we drove home.“I was standing between the two guys, they were fondling my tits. One of them took out his cock and had me start jacking him.