”“It’s just for right now!” she assured me quickly. “Once he calms down, things will go back to normal.”“No they won’t,” I told her ...oftly. “He asked you to choose between him and me and you chose. You must really love him a lot.” I got up and left the table. I went to the bedroom I’d shared with her and started packing. I’d call Otto tomorrow and get the equipment out of here soonest.She followed me and started trying to press the point. “Really, John! It’s not forever. It’s just ... he was. ..” I mumbled , Ben smiled and started to rub his foreskin back and forth over the knob, he said, “why not get on your knees and get a better look”, I slid to the floor and he moved closer, his cock only centimetres from my mouth, he said “Sam tells me you love to be butt fucked”, I said that I’d only had took her toy, but not the real thing, he said “why not try the real thing, wouldn’t you like me to slip this inside you and breed your hole?”, I didn’t know what to say so I said nothing,. The weather is cloudy but no rain.I walk to the bus stop. The balls warm up my pussy.I wait alone for the bus.I go in the bus, punch my ticket. There is 12 people in and they sit on all "discret" place. So I take the place, just in front of the exit door. I'm in the direction of the road, so nobody is face to me. I go to the terminus, so all people need to pass in front of me to go out before I quit.I quickly put my right hand (window side), on my pussy, and discretly start to rub. I've to stop. Those next ten minutes for me were the reason to ignore the cold and damp weather. Each night, as you came close to the glass, your shape accentuated by the soft light behind, your hands began to explore your own body. First your breasts, swollen and full. Then your nipples, stiff and budding. Then your stomach, firm and flat, as you raised the nightgown up. Finally your pussy, smooth and bare.And there, gazing into the night, seeking in the darkness what you could not find during the day, you.