Us din mai 2 ghante tak bus ka wait ki magar koi bus nai mili 2 ghan te bad ek bus aayi to usme itni jyada bheed thi ki kya btaun par mai kisi tarah u...s bus me chadi bus me bilkul bi jagah nai thi tbi mai ek ladke jiski umar lagbhag 25 sal hogi se request kar ke uske bagal baith gayi us ladke ne bhe ed ka fayada utha ya aur dhere-2 mere peeth pe hath pher ne lga maine bheed ki wajah se use kuch nai kaha to uska hausla aur badh gya usne dhere se mera top khich kar uske andar apna hath dal kar. I was wearing ankle strapped spike heeled shoes in black patent leather. I slid my tight leather pencil skirt over my thighs leaving the waistband unfastened whilst I pulled my shiny black turtle neck top over my ample bosom. I smoothed the skin-tight top into place as the shiny material cupped my breasts, revealing my erect pierced nipples almost cutting the material open. I fastened the waistband of my leather skirt and looked at my reflection in the full length mirror. It was as though I was. I figure I killed off a billion of his little sperms that night. And he killed off at least that many of mine.” They laughed and Jack said, “So that was a great first time!” “First time for what?” “Being with a guy.” “No, he wasn’t my first man.” “Were you his first?” “Yes.” He was staring at me, hands off his cock about to burst, and I could read the desire in his eyes. I said, “You know why your girlfriend said you two were boring, don’t you?” He shook his head.“You only focused on. It has to be me.”He only groaned.I glanced at his wife, squirming beside me, her green eyes glassy with desire. “Why don't you go unzip your husband's pants and pull out his cock. Let's find out if he's turned on right now.”“I... I...” Gretchen swallowed. I winked at her.“Yes, Becky,” she moaned, her lusts consuming her. She was in heat, hyper-ovulation kicking in. The signs were obvious.It was taking all my self-control not to rip off her clothing and fuck her right now. She moved to her.