I made it in record time before either Joe or Rhiannon had time to react. I locked the door and slumped against it with a gasp.The first knock on the ...oor was loud and right beside my ear. I jumped a little."Lil-ly," Rhiannon chided through the thick door. "Come out Lil, and we'll talk about this."My knees gave out and I slid down to sit on the floor with an unladylike thump. I could hear the low rumble of Joe's voice, but from my side of the door I couldn't understand what he was saying to. ”Han sat in astonishment, listening to her tale. As she spoke, his gaze followed her hand, gliding up and down her phlegm and cum drenched pole. He realized with sudden clarity that she wasn't the only one who was addicted.“I don't care if we're prisoners. If they want a dozen shows a day, we'll give it to them. I want more. I NEED more.”Han nodded. He felt it too. They were both willing participants now. Drugged or not. Alliance be damned. He wanted nothing more than to submit to this. I was leaving a mess, but did I care? My fingers didn't and while one hand started to encircle my clit like I've seen it in porn, the other was ready to ram fingers into my slit! It circled around my fuckhole - yeah, fuckhole - until my hand was so wet, I just had to slowly push my middle finger into me. Oh yesss... A faint sigh escaped my lips as my finger was the first thing to penetrate me, right here in the bus, where everybody could watch.My other hand was having fun with my clitoris,. Eventually her faculties started to slowly return. She tilted her head up and saw Gruthsorik staring at her, a smug satisfied expression on his face, as if he was enjoying just looking at her like this, admiring his handiwork. "Jesus fucking Christ, how many of those things do you have, anyway?" she asked weakly."That was the full complement. All twelve," Gruthsorik answered. She did a quick count in her head. Legs, arms, breasts, clit and mouth, pussy, ass. Yes, that made twelve. That stunt.