My husband was average and i heard there are men with bigger equipment. Curiosity kills the cat, but what a way to go. By then i was hot wet and i sta...ted itching you know where.The bus was dark and nobody was noticing. I started rubbing it slowly.“please open the zip.” He whispered with eagerness in his voice and spread his legs further.I lowered the zip slowly and it sprang out. He was without shorts and i had to cover it with folds of my saree. It was may be a foot long. You know i am. It was backless until just above my ass. It was one of the sluttiest outfits I owned. As I said, I go absolutely crazy. So I donned that dress and set out for the party.My car was out for service. So I had to take an Uber, and the driver could not keep his eyes on the road. There were a few close calls along the way where we almost dashed into another vehicle. He couldn’t control his lust looking at my jiggling boobs when going through a bumpy patch along the road.I reached the club around. She gets up to leave. ‘Well, thanks for the water. By the way, how did your girlfriend react after you punched this guy?’ ‘Sandy’s not really my girlfriend, just a friend who I sometimes, well, get intimate with. Anyway, she freaked when it happened, but understood why I did it. I mean, this guy wouldn’t leave her alone, kept hitting on her and laughed about it. She even testified in court on my behalf. My lawyer thought we could beat it, claiming self defense. And you know the rest of the. Realizing her cuffs are still locked to the headboard, Sandra understands that the task isn't over yet, but the lack of stimulation confuses her. 'Did the motors burn out?' she wonders, but she knows the odds of both burning out at the same time were incredibly low. 'Maybe the control board...or a bug in the software' she ponders. Suddenly the Master's vibrators resume at full power, sending the now alert Sandra into a frenzy. A few seconds later it turns back off. It turns on, causing her.