As it was already getting dark and the lights in the bus were very dim, it was pretty dark inside the bus. I was not worried about anyone noticing us....The old man across the aisle seemed asleep. As his hands teasingly reached my crotch, he stopped and leaned over and asked me if I was feeling okay. I just looked at him and whispered a yes. This gave him the encouragement he needed. Next, I felt his fingers slowly caressing my already hard cock over my shorts. I was already leaking pre-cum. He. Most of our possessions were loaded on the carriage by the time she returned. I felt that we were on a clock, I just did not know whose clock we were on and how much time we had left.The prince did stop by saying that they had not found the poisoner yet and did not think that they would find him. I shrugged him off and asked him to keep looking. I did not like to be poisoned."If I find the poisoner before you do, Prince Konnor, I will make sure that their household pays in full." He just lied. It was a BDSM room and there were lots of subs and doms flirting, telling jokes and making their connections. Maxine had been lurking there for a few weeks and finally got up nerve to add her own comments. Dan responded and soon they were sending each other private messages. The relationship blossomed to e-mails and instant message sessions and finally to meeting each other for a bondage tryst. Myrtle Beach was a perfect place to meet. While Maxine's husband played golf, she could sneak. When you’re rich you can do what you want. Who’s going to stop you? No one, that’s who.These thoughts turned over and over in Donald’s head. He hated feeling older, he hated having a wife that kept getting older. He hated it! He wanted someone who could keep him happy and be young. He needed a younger piece of ass. One without the sag. A pussy that was fresh and tight. Everyone agreed with him on that. That much was obvious. He’d talk to others and ask them which they’d prefer, and they’d all.