I had shoved my finger into her cunt. If I hadn't bust her hymen I certainly had made it bleed and her cunt was full of grease. The same grease I grea...ed all my bearings with. I saw the coroner doing an autopsy on her body. When he found her ripped bloody cunt full of grease they would all look to me. I would be sitting in the electric chair. I couldn't kill her, at least not now. Not under these circumstances. I had to somehow convince her not to tell anyone what I had done to her. I never. . ...Then I heard a low rumble, and through the rain-drenched plastic I saw a large blur approaching which had to be our bus. I stopped what I was doing and told Carol that the bus was coming. She quickly pulled up her panties and fastened her coat and by the time the bus hissed to a stop and opened its door she looked like any young college student on a rainy day, except that she was still breathing a little heavily. The bus was part of the free campus service and would take us downtown. There. I looked up, caught her gaze and she saw the desire in me. Her face split into a satisfied grin. "Yeah," she dragged out seductively, "that's it, you've got it now!" Then her hand gripped tightly on the back of my skull and she began pumping the toy in and out of my throat, creating nasty lurid wet glugging sounds from me as I sucked breath through my nostrils. Memories of my face between her legs, licking her cunt as she humped my head, flashed through my brain. Yes! Use me! Use my mouth! I. She did a preliminary check of Ruby's body, massaging her breasts, stimulating her nipples by pinching and pulling the sensitive nubs, making Ruby squeal each time, and giving thorough attention to the girls newly deflowered vagina, still red and sore from last nights escapades. The Assistant bent down low and grabbed each lip of the young girls vulva, running her fingers over the soft skin. Then, she peeled back the hood of the teenager's clitoris, flicking the little nerve-rich tip, and.