We laughed and smiled. He put his hand on my leg and we stopped talking. I looked at him. My heart fluttered, and then, he kissed me. Softly at first,... then rough and passionate.It was dark and the bus was empty, so we began stripping each other. Insane passion filled us, no matter how long we'd known one another. He gripped my tits softly and ran his tongue across my nipples. I grinded against him, I could feel him becoming harder and harder against me. I kelt onto the floor and took his long. God how impressed I was, but the real cracker was to follow. Apart from licking me clean, sweetly and lovingly, but at the same time deeply and thoroughly, while I was still glowing from my thundering orgasm ……he suddenly thanked me for granting him this utter privilege to tongue service me and how wonderfully I tasted and that he hopes that he was good enough for me to let him eat me out again.I was gob smacked! Good enough….?? I never had a boy doing anything similar to me. I couldn’t wait to. Play time has just begun for my Master and he is now going to hammer his point home in every way that he can. He playfully strokes my warmly flushed cheeks with the hook of his index finger, my eyes are still drunk and drugged in pleasure and lust. This serves his purpose well as he takes advantage of this and pulls the panties back up between my legs, further than they should go until I feel them slip between my wet lips and pull tightly against my clit and he keeps pulling, the string up. .. I'm not going to cooperate if you don't talk with me about this right now." Good evening Jim. What is it you want to discuss about Karen?" You and I both know that we can implant a compulsion to make people do what we want them to do. I want your word that you won't do something like that to Karen. If she and I hit it off and want to be together, that is one thing. However, I believe it is morally and ethically wrong to compel her to become my wife." I agree with you Jim. Doing something.