"And look at you. What a dirty slut." I am not a slut," she said firmly."Oh yes you are, “I replied. "And you like it, don't you?" She didn't say a ...word, just silence. "You like this don't you, Wendy?" I asked. Again she didn't say a word, just silence.I reached around and moved my hand underneath her blouse. I then made my way to her bra and pushed it up over her tits. I started making slow circles around her nipple that matched the circles that I was making on her clit. Her ass started moving. Women didn't speak unless spoken to and all discussions were finalized by his word on the matter.The last of the five kids and the only girl, Rose was the last one considered in all family matters. Not only was she a woman, but she was a woman-child. She only had her mother to really talk to about anything - the "menfolk" didn't pay her much mind. And since her Mother didn't carry a lot of weight in the house either, Rose learned it was better to just keep quiet and move with the flow rather. Marko quickly locked the door and dressed. "Motherfucker," he muttered tohimself before making his way out of the bathroom.7-As Marko pulled the edge of his panties above the edge of his jeans, hesaid to Cal, "Listen man, this has to stop. Somebody found out and nowshe is blackmailing me too."Cal looked up after glancing at the revealed underwear. "Yeah, who?" That Windham girl." What's she after?" Cal asked, looking Marko in the eye."If her behavior is any indication, my humiliation. And maybe. Then she giggled, thinking that she really DID hope he’d get off soon, but she didn’t mean getting off the bus.It was all Brenda could do to stop herself moaning. She was deeply ashamed, somewhere inside herself, but the lust had overcome the shame. When the man lifted her skirt, she knew she should move. But she didn’t. Would he actually fuck her right here on the bus? In front of everyone? Brenda was biting her lip now to stop from moaning.She felt the rough fabric of the man’s pants.