It was a slow tune and I could see his hands wandering down, stroking over my wife’s back. She was responding by grinding her hips forward, her pelv...is pressed tightly against his hard and throbbing cock. He cupped her butt cheeks tighter, as they were grinding against each other. When the song ended, I saw Ana pulling him back to the table, no doubt his cock was eager for more.When they sat down, I saw Ana's hand disappear under the table and the guy let out a growl of pleasure.The band swung. I pulled and flicked on each nipple until they were hard, which didn’t take long. I leaned forward and supported her back as I kissed her flat, muscular stomach. “Ok,” she said, pushing me back into the couch, “time to take your pants off.”She dismounted and stood in front of me as I quickly unbuttoned my jeans. She assisted in the removal of these and took my socks off. ”Those too,” she said, pointing at my boxer shorts. I’d left them on, not wanting to be too forward. This was obviously. He fucked the shit out of her on the table. On a chair. Back on the table. Under the table. On a second chair and finally over the table. Roxanne gasped in delight. She had already cum once as Bumfelt pounded her pussy whilst she lay on the table, fingering her own clit and bringing herself to an orgasm. Now Bumfelt had her face down on the table. Her tight ass in the air. Her legs spread as he drove into her from behind. His thrusts, violent and angry. His cock driving deeper into her. The bus resumes it s journey and by now it is dark. The bus has also got emptier as a number of people had got off on the way. We were about 30 km away from Bhopal and I was staring into the darkness thinking of nothing in particular when all of a sudden I feel Shalini Madam’s hand on thigh gradually moving towards my crotch.I startle and jump in my seat a bit and turn to look at her and she immediately leans closer to me and says “Shhh.”. There is a sense of command in her tone and action. I.