Glancing back, she saw that Matthew and Meg were both watching her with intent. Smiling, Meg sucked the finger clean with a purr of appreciation befor...e returning to frigging her own pussy with wild abandon. "Okay, last lesson," heralded Matthew, his loins ablaze with desire and realising he was close to another delicious orgasm.With that, he flipped Meg over onto her front, facedown with heels on the carpet, arse up in the air. "This is doggy style," enlightened Meg as, close by, her little. I slid my hand down to his penis and said, "Would this help?"He didn't need to answer me, a large spurt of cum shot out the end of his dick and hit me on the upper arm. He was very embarrassed so I tried to ease his discomfort by making a joke about it. "Hey, good going! I am honored you think so much of me." I couldn't help but think how nice an orgasm made me feel. "Did it feel good?" Oh, god yes. I haven't done that in years, not since I was in school and a girl did that to me." Want to tell. The queue moved, and I snapped out of my reverie, the bus had arrived and we were boarding. I had no idea where we were going but still, I followed Jasmine onto the bus and listened as she asked the driver for £1.40 ticket. "£1.40" I said to the driver, grabbed my ticket and scuttled off along the bus. Jasmine was a way up, sat in the aisle, an old lady in the window seat next to her. I took a seat one row behind on the other side of the aisle next to a young girl, earbuds in and oblivious to. For my part, my buddy Chris and a couple of other guys we got friendly with took great delight in teasing me, asking when I was getting engaged or laid, fucked etc. I laughed it off. The third day we worked together I tried to engineer some kind of date. Quite unsubtly I asked her where she like to hang out with her friends, what parts of town did she go to, the films she liked, that kind of stuff. Her replies fed my assumptions; she had a rather narrow existence, her life revolving around a.