I was happy that this bus was one of those luxury buses with tall seatbacks to rest your head on and plenty of leg room. The windows were tinted and h...ad curtains you slide to cover up the windows. I had a bag pack that I pushed under seat in front of me. The seat across the aisle was occupied by an old man, sitting by himself. I was hoping that no one else would sit next to me so I could relax while having the whole seat to myself, but my hope was short lived. Within a few minutes an older. I heard her sit up and knew she was watching me in the darkness of the room, “can I, can I watch” Ali mumbled. Without even thinking I gave her my permission.The light was snapped on, almost blinding us, I sat on the toilet seat, Ali knelt before me and with one hand on each knee spread ma as though I were a wishbone. Being watched had the weirdest effect on me, I could not start to pee, I screwed up my eyes and tried to make out that there was not a girl on her knees, no more than six inches. Plush chairs and sofas faced a roaring fire. Alcoves housed additional chairs and sofas behind heavy red velvet curtains that were currently open.A small door opposite the main entrance opened. Mary, the receptionist entered with a tray of drinks. She placed a martini on the the side table next to Ed. Next, she gave Steve his coffee and handed Harry his martini. “Will there be anything else?” she queried. When no one said anything, she curtsied and left.“That girls looks awfully familiar.” Ed. Ray’s hot sperm was already jetting into her. After a few moments, his movements stopped and she felt her husband’s penis begin to soften. She couldn’t stand it! She needed more! All it would take was just a few more thrusts! ‘Please! Ray! Please!’ Betsey murmured, hoping, somehow, she could get Ray to continue, to satisfy her. ‘Don’t leave me hanging like this! Please!’ Her pleas were for naught. She felt Ray’s limp penis slide from her, then he rolled off her, onto the bed, and turned his.