The bus travelled for several stops with more people getting off than on. I was relieved now there was only the driver and two old women. The bus stop...ped again and suddenly the rear of the bus was filled with kids on their way to school. They sat down squeezing into all the remainder of the seats. I felt so exposed and humiliated. Sitting, crushed against them knowing that I should not be here. Two stops further on they all got off, I was so relieved. The rest of the journey was quiet.I. "I saw her face again, and it was wet with tears. She was made to sit down, leaning back against Master Mark, with her legs voluntarily spread wide. Her tattoo was a much more elaborate design of their icon, and it was placed right above her bare intimacy just like mine. I was told to watch, and to never take my eyes off of my wife while this was being done to her. At the same time, I felt a presence between my spread legs, and was suddenly slowly invaded. It was almost too much for me, but I. At first I wasn’t horny but soon I started looking at all those cocks. My mind wanted to touch them, and please them, and use them. Soon my body was working on it own. “D…Da…Dave… I I… Need BBC cock badly. Look at them.” I bit my lip licking them after craving the cocks in front of me. “Nikki you can do what ever you want in this room.” Dave said and soon my body rush towards the men. I dropped to my Knees and placed the huge cock on my lips and sucked. “SLURP SLURP” I made noises while sucking. ”“If I’m going to go somewhere with better water absorbing towels, that means we’re checking out,” she said.“Okay,” I said and turned to address her suitcases. For the most part they were both relatively ready to go. I looked around the room to make sure we didn’t forget anything and I spotted the dress and shoes she had stripped out of when we arrived. I wasn’t sure how to fold the dress. I was certain it was supposed to be dry-cleaned and just as certain that she wouldn’t want it packed with.