Since I am only a college student, I did not have that much money to travel by train to home and also, I liked bus journey as it was a long and nice t...ip.So I decided to travel alone by the intercity mofussil buses. Since I was travelling by bus only, I could also dress comfortably in my lungi and shirt as most of the other passengers too dress that way. It is more comfortable to wear that than tight jeans or pants. So I boarded the bus at 10:00 in the morning and I knew it would take up to 8. Em had taken a two-night trip to Kawaii a few days before and stayed at a beach-side multi-star hotel. She had enjoyed the playful surf which had tried several times to remove her bikini and the hot attentions of a rather nice American man who had succeeded in removing it at his first attempt. That was before she had her Brazilian. She had been fully furred in Kawaii and it had driven the poor man mad with lust. She had rewarded him with two very hot after dinner fucks and some sizzling beach. “The forecast’s good again so I thought we might do a two hour canal trip in the afternoon. We’ll be going out on the Wolverhampton branch so open air and a number of locks. I’ve booked for two forty-five. I hope that sounds all right.”“You bet. Do you want to come for a cold lunch here?”“Are you sure?”“Don’t ask stupid questions, Terry.”“Sorry, miss! Thank you, miss.”“That’s more like. Riccardo’s for supper? No speciale just whatever pizza they recommend.“Great!”“OK, I’ll book in a minute.. She slipped her panties down to her knees bent her legs and ran her finger along her already moist pussy, edging inside and finding her clit. Her breathing became heavy as she moaned and groaned in pleasure before switching on the vibrator and again massaging her clit until she came with loud unabated groans of delight.Jenny closed the front door behind her thinking about Olivia’s decision. She got to the end of the path before suddenly remembering she had left the punishment letter on her bed..