Looking around I found more than a sufficient supply of calculators hanging from nerdy guy’s belts to satisfy the computational requirement of any o...e of NASA’s space probes. I was glad for my parent’s advice to keep care of myself and my appearance; I certainly stood out from the crowd! The buses arrived, and the great mass proceeded to stuff themselves in. Not in any particular hurry I moved to the back of the second bus, and made myself comfortable. As the bus packed, a rather pretty girl. I tightened my grip, my fingers digging into her soft skin, and pummeled her brutally. She heaved violently, saliva pouring copiously down her once innocent face. My balls made loud wet slapping sounds as they clapped against her neck and shoulder blades, as the juices that poured from her throat slowly covered more and more of her body. I felt a pressure building up in my balls their swelling was actually visible. A slut the likes of the one that I created deserved no warning, but my moans. .do a lot of women come in here to see you? Or I mean...am I the first?" April blushed. She was glad she was lying on her stomach. The masseuse gave a small laugh."Oh, no, beautiful, you aren't the first. But you are the best looking woman that's ever come in here." The masseuse's voice had gone low and sultry. April felt wetness in her center. She was trying to maintain some control, but all she felt was control slipping away."Thank you," April said. "I was watching you in the mirror and. Well, at least this was my last city and she had booked a suite at the Waldorf Astoria which was a nice touch. I was exhausted and all I wanted to do was climb into a hot bath with a large glass of Chardonnay. By the time I reached New York, the sun was long gone, the sky was smoky black, and the rain was coming down hard and it was so muggy you felt like you were in the jungle instead of New York City. Yuck, I absolutely hated this kind of weather. It was well past midnight and the taxis.