But he kept looking. And later when I was sipping my usual Vanilla Protein Smoothie in the Bistro he sprawled boldly into my booth, saying, “Excuse ...me. I’m sorry to bother you – and I don’t usually do this. But it’s just… you look so much like my wife.”I must have said thank you, because I usually do, even though what I really wanted to say was, that is the lamest line I've ever heard. I can’t remember if I asked where she was or if he volunteered it. Either way, within seconds of hearing his. She stood there with smile and said “we dont have time”. I said “we dont have protection”. Sree said “for now you return my compliments they way I did”.Wrapping her pallu around her waist she quickly unbuttoned her blouse partially and literally pulled her big breasts out and then quickly hitched her saree up to her waist and stood with one leg raised on the western style toilet seat.Holding her I quickly bent down and started suckling her ample breasts which felt so soft and sweet and tasty. Donna did the same and they came together on Kathy's bed, kissing caressing and fingering one anothers pussies Ooooh Donna I love you so Kathy cried as Donna mounted her placing her mound against Kathy"s cunt and working it in an up and down fashion. Oh god Donna, fuck me baby fuck me fuck me and Donna did just that now smacking her mons against Kathy"s open pussy, tac tac tac she furiously dry fucked her lovely stepdaughter tac tac tac. Ooooh oh uuuuugh uuughKathy grunted as she orgasmed under. I lowered the seat a little so that I will be in a semi-sleeping position and I lowered my saree to reveal my cleavage. While I was pretending to be asleep, he was enjoying his view from his seat. The moment came when the lights in the bus were turned off. There were no people behind us.I got up from my seat and went towards him. I still remember the look on his face, like he had seen a ghost. He was scared that I would shout at him. I slowly whispered, “Can I sit next to you?”. The poor guy,.