I suddenly started to feel uneasy. I just looked around the seats were empty. I was wondering why did she book a seat near a male passenger. I thought...maybe in the upcoming stops the bus might get full.Maybe by the time she booked her ticket, all the other seats would have been occupied. We were in the second last row. And behind us there was nobody. There was just one passenger right in front of me. And no passengers in the seat beside us. Rest of the passengers were in the front rows.I knew. A big dick shaped balloon....pumping full of air...getting bigger..it stopped where it is! Why? Can't hold it like this, it'll slip out. Try to shit it out. (Glop)...more KY...more vaseline on my hole.... gotta tighten up...arrrggh...ooooh! It's going farther now! Deeper! Deeper! Oh! Deeper! DEEPER! Pumping..Bigger! Bigger! Oohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!Oh my...oh my...oh my ass!!It's too big! Can't hold it! Won't go out! Ooooooooooooooooooooooooo........'Gus managed to really fill my butt with one of. Victoria manoeuvred her to the chaise longue and sat beside her, holding her.She looked at the other two.“Go and develop Josephine’s pictures,” she told them.She turned her attention back to Josephine.“You are not going to be beaten, not ever, do you understand? You are free,” she told her.“I am sorry madam. I hate men, they are disgusting creatures,” Josephine told her quite vehemently and between sniffs.“Gina isn’t like other men,” said Victoria, and went on to explain about George.“I do not. ." No, no," she replied sleepily. " It's all right. I wasn't actually asleep anyway. I couldn't seem to drop off last night." I have the same problem," I responded. "My mind was in a whirl all night long, and I think it's your fault." My fault?" she exclaimed. "How is it my fault?" For being so beautiful, intelligent, and sweet," I stated firmly. "I couldn't sleep all night for thinking about you. I need to see you again. Have lunch with me?" Um ... I guess so," she agreed. "Where will we go?.