Old habit. Still single and horny at 42, perhaps I could have done things a bit differently. I wondered if I'd be telling myself that ten years from t...at moment. It didn't matter. Nature was calling.I sipped more tea and kept an eye peeled on the bathroom to see who was going in, how long they stayed, and if instinct cast its veil. The traffic around the food court was pretty heavy and the layout of the restroom was all wrong. The lower level proved to be buzz worthy of what I was looking for.. He started to and fro motions up and down while his fingers played with my asshole. I was on cloud 9. We started kissing again.Soon our bus neared the halfway point where it stopped so that everyone could get a short break and have some food. We got dressed before it halted and got down. The bus always stops before a hotel. We both had tea and some light snack and then proceeded to the restroom. Once we were inside, after a piss and clean up, we were inside one of the stalls there with me in. She wore black boots that were in desperated need of replacement. A lit cigarette hung loosely out of the corner of her mouth. She watched as a few cars drove about in the parking lot. She heard shouting, catching her attention as her gaze shifted to two men arguing under one of the lights in the lot. No doubt things would soon get physical between them.As she watched them, her hands in her pockets, she heared footsteps behind her. She gripped the knife in her pocket tightly and her body. She tried to pullaway but was held in place by her hands and her clenching legs besideher head. ?Drink!? the sister demands, Marci has no choice and swallowsthe hot liquid. Now finished, she releases and Marci lifts up her headto look at her, dripping wet with her juices. Smiling and giggling,sister says ?Didn?t anyone tell you, I squirt when I cum.? With a slysmile on her lips. Drained of energy, she rolls over and resumes herslumber.Marci sloshes back over to the bathroom to clean up. While.