There are bunks on two levels, single as well as double bunk with curtains for each. The one I got was a double bunk on the upper deck. By the time I ...ot 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. “Ahhh!” she squealed, throwing her arms up in shock. “I’m soaked!” Her big melons thrust forward provocatively.“So you may as well get in then,” I teased.“Fine, I will,” Mom pronounced, springing to her feet. She reached behind her back and matter-of-factly unzipped the top of her dress. I watched in disbelief as she pulled it off her shoulders down to her monumental bust line. Her cleavage began to spill out like floodwater over a crumbling dam. She was struggling to get the fabric over. As she and I simultaneously notice the raging hardening of your cock, we both lead you over to the counter. Removing your pants reveals to the room that amazing cock. Laying you down on the counter, we begin to lick your sides, your hips, your neck, your ears in perfect harmony, pleasure in stereo. While I rub your shaft and she is rubbing your balls. We slowly make our way back down your body with our mouths, we stop at your stomach to rub our breasts on you and kiss one another leaning over. I had to submit to Clint and stay in the closet.“Beg for my cum, slut,” Clint groaned. “I know you want it spurting into your cunt.”She whimpered.“Do it. Be my slut wholly! Don't pretend it doesn't make your cunt hotter. That your pussy isn't spasming wildly about my dick.”“I... I...” Mother tossed her head from side to side. Her black hair flew about her face. “Clint-sama... Please... In me.”“In you what?” he demanded, the bed creaking.“Please... Your... your seed... Fill me.”“You can do.