Kat shook her head and smiled. “Move on.”I smiled back. “I know, I’ll go and see if I can still claim back my wife.”Kat got out of bed and s...arted gathering her clothes. She switched the blinds to open. I wanted to spend time looking at her spectacular naked body but she clearly wanted the bathroom.“Stop staring and leave me to sort myself out,” Kat scolded, but she didn’t sound too angry.I threw on my clothes again and left the room and went up to the next floor.I looked in the main room. The. The one I got was a double bunk on the upper deck. By the time I got on the bus there was already a guy sleeping on the aisle side of the bunk. So I had to move over him to get to my window side. In the process my hand grazed his crotch which woke him up. He looked like he was in his early 20's, thin with a clean shaven face. I apologized for waking him up and we engaged in some casual talk. He had just finished college and was going to Bangalore for a week to attend few interviews. In a while. ..am I right slut….yes...master...yes master. I will always be master in private and my friends will all be sir. While he’d been speaking he’d moved behind me, he unbuttoned my blouse releasing my tits. Before he touched them I’d felt the pain in my nipples rock hard waiting. Malcolm didn’t disappoint squeezing and stretching each on in turn. Now slut my uncle is a special guest and we must look after him, Malcolm knelt me on a rubber pad my legs quite wide apart...service him slut, It just. It was clear he was having to work hard to fight his urge to pump his cock into my warm lubed hand. I decided we had tortured him enough, and I began stroking up and down his shaft, slowly and steadily at first. I could feel his penis throbbing as the sensation built and wondered how many seconds it might be before his dick erupted in a fountain of hot semen. I began to stroke faster. Kami's music had quit a few minutes ago ago but she was using my strokes as a metronome, shaking her tits.