“Ram that cock into me, Mr. Davies!” she moaned, her voice echoing through the room. “Just fuck me!”My cock's tip soaked in her juices, I slid... up to that tight, yummy asshole. She wasn't a virgin in the classic sense, but she had an anal cherry. If a guy had never rimmed her, then there was no way she'd done anal. I pressed against her asshole, loving the feel of her sphincter rubbing on my dick.I thrust into her. Her back arched. “Fuck me!” she howled. “Oh, Mr. Davies! That's... that's.... I hit the switch for the pulley and retrieved the target.I pulled the target down and handed it to Tim. “Do me a favor and keep this to yourself. I don’t need the reputation.”“Fuck me!”“Uh, you ever did, uh, you know ... in the Army?” stammered Creighton.I looked away for a second, but then turned back. “Listen, didn’t you need to practice for qualifying?”I refused to answer their questions but did wait while they both worked on their shooting. They weren’t great, but they weren’t terrible,. I was in heaven as I scooted forward and fed more of my throbbing cock into her warm, wet mouth.“That’s it,” encouraged Joe. “Make sure you show Jack here a good time. You act like a slut around him, its time you started acting like one.” Joe continued to pump his fingers in and out of his daughters dripping sex as she slurped lovingly on my engorged prick.I just closed my eyes, forgot that I was married, forgot that she was eighteen and I was nearly fifty, forgot everything but the feel of. Thatwas the magic of The Knight Bus for nothing could hinder it when it wasin motion. It was however, an exceedingly bumpy ride for the passengersbecause the chairs they were sitting in had a tendency to move aboutthe floor and one found oneself crashing into every part of the bus."I hope we reach St. Mungo's before this bloody thing kills us." Beckysaid while holding on to Neville."It's ironic in a way. If we do end up badly hurt at least we'reheading in the right direction to receive medical.