I just know our romance issn’t going to be predictable.Lana gives me a look with the most wicked smile. “How about we have a little after dinner c...ocolate with coffee?” We both laugh when coffee comes. We're like a mirror image, reaching slyly into our purses, taking out the little chocolate, slipping it unseen into our mouths, both of us simultaneously checking our watches.We spend a little while longer just enjoying the atmosphere of the early evening in Bohemia. A blues band plays nearby.. There was a slight smile on her lips every time she knew that I looked at her tits.Just before the bus left, another situation arose.The nice old lady from the ranch wanted to give everyone extra supplies for the trip. She told the driver to wait, because since it was such a hot day, she wanted us to have extra boxes of water and juice.So, the bus driver carried the extra boxes to the back of the bus. He asked if we minded, and we, of course, said no.The bus driver piled more boxes to the back. I will continue that one soon.I was sitting on the couch reading. When from behind I felt. The warming hands of my mistress on my shoulders. This usually meant that she was in need of servicing. As I sat waiting for my mistress to come near. Just wondering how she was going to use me today. She walked around and stood in front of me.“I want you to lay down.” She ordered.I did as she said and layed down. She then put her leg over my body. Like she was deciding where to sit on me. Then. But, of course, instead of his long furry snout bringing her to the edge of orgasm, it was her son."Mikey - what are you doing here…", she started, then it gradually dawned on her excited brain - of course the university was closed and they were Staying At Home.Suzy tried to grip his head between her thighs as Anita, her bi-sexual Mauritian lover, munched on one nipple while thumbing the other, as the climax overtook her sensibilities.Now Mikey had crawled up behind Anita and appeared to be.