Black nodded toward the stairs and said, “He’s ready for you,” You looked at him, surprised, wondering — no, knowing — what he must mean. Of... course this was what he meant. He had known your jealousy when you watched Abigail with Marcus. And when you then turned to look at the stage, Marcus was facing you. Abigail stood behind him, looking over her shoulder at you, holding his cock in your direction and slowly, steadily stroking his glistening shaft.You felt weak. You had no idea how Mr. Black. Within a few minutes an older gentlemen in his late fifties came and set next to me, as the bus had started filling up. At least he was well dressed and smelled good. He was slim and tall. He had thinning salt and pepper hair and a goatee. After he settled in, we exchanged a few pleasantries. He asked me where I was going. He told me that he traveled that route many times a year for work as he was in sales. A few minutes later the bus stated moving and we were on our way. I was excited to be. I was momentarily stunned as our tongues met in my mouth, and the combination of relief and pleasure flowed from my lips to the rest of my body. A million sexy thoughts ran through my mind, such as the trace amounts of Nathan's cum still in my mouth now being snowballed back and forth between us, or the possibility of a new fuck buddy. I rubbed my ever-hardening dick against his, prompting him to move his lips down my body, planting kisses and licks at my nipples and below my bellybutton.He. I guess you'd like another blade bayonet, but I don't know where to find one right now. I'll keep my eyes open." Thank you," I said, drew a shirt and new britches that fit, found a horse no body was using and rode up toward Wicomico on the road that ran down the center of the peninsula, using the directions Captain Foster had received from the French. Behind me the siege guns boomed out in a steady progression, and the big guns at Yorktown answered with a rumble. They fired most of the day and.