The very first thing he did was to lick me up. Then the fucking, but every time he went soft (and it was a lot) he started to finger me, or order me t...o play with my cunt as he was trying to get it up. He was very dedicated to make me orgasm. I was very close the first time he fingered me but i managed on the second time around. He fingered me very roughly, with very little intuition but so it hurt but my cunt must be used so i exposed it to him even more. After a while i got all wet and it felt. I had had room mate in college, the very first few days he had been fascinated by my physique and size, and had done oral on me. This had gone on for some time but the college had terminated him and he had gone away. I told him this. The man shifted close to me. He rubbed my thighs. The seats on those buses are fairly high backed and we were private. The lights had been off. He pulled down my pyjama top. My organ is just short of nine inches and thick. He put his mouth close to my ear. You are. When I’m away, I expect that someone will tend to his needs. I don’t need to know the details. When I return home, it’s always a vigorous reunion.” She giggled, “No one compares to me in his eyes.”“Oh. I guess I did feel that this morning. He definitely missed me.”“No need to worry about STDs or a torrid affair…..now. Ready for your surprise?”“Oh you didn’t have to bring me anything!”“Nonesense. My new daughter should be showered with gifts!” She smiled and gestured toward her attendant. ‘How’s your sister? Ohh Yeah, I forgot, she’s dead. Joe, you should have been there to hear her screams.’ I started running toward him, about to hit him but he disappeared and I hit my shoulder against the lamp post. Then he reappeared. Then police car pulls up and the guy disappeared again. ‘Joe, is that you?’ the officer asked. ‘Yea, who are you?’ I asked trying to get up. ‘Here, let me help you,’ he helps me get onto my feet. ‘It’s me, Jones, looks like your shoulder is dislocated,’ then he.