Over the course of my last, additional twenty swats, I drew three orgasms from the cunt that was slowly taking over my identity.SWACK!!!“SSSSSEEEVEN...YYY, EIGHT!” I could barely speak. My eyes had run out of tears. My loins gave no further pleasure. My body thrummed, consumed with pain.SWACK!!“SS-HHHEEH-venty nine.”For the last swat, she pressed her lips to my flaming ass. “Eighty.” She declared. Instead of liniment, she spread soft, cold cream over my wounds. I cried and cried without tears.. I had to do something to get the dirt and the dried blood off her, and looked around for something that held water. I saw a goatskin hanging by the entrance, and on examination discovered it was indeed water. Now, how was I going to wash her? I opened up my pack, got out my spare singlet, and tore it in two. I went over to her, poured the water onto the singlet and used it like a face cloth. God she jumped about a foot into the air when I put the wet cloth to her face. Almost like a vampire. James pulled out of her, spent.The other three guys in the room had still not yet cum. They had been waiting to cum onto the slut in front of them, and now was their time. With a nod, the one guy told the others that they should get ready. They stepped up to Heather as she plopped onto her back on the bed, spent, and slid their hands up and down their cocks, slick from her juices and her spit, until they reached the point of no return. First one, then the others, quickly finished themselves. "Maybe another time you might be luckier then!", I cheekily retorted, making a mental note that I just had to get on this bus again. But that is another story!As I began to descend the flight of stairs I cheekily gave them a wink and blew them a kiss! they both smiled and one of them blew a kiss back at me. i jokingly caught it and poked and held it to me, smiling as I did so,Once off the bus I could see them peering out the window at me, as were a few of the other passengers on the lower level.