I was hungry and had a good meal though the sanitary condition of the hotel was much to be desired.The bus started moving again. I dozed off. Suddenly... I was woken up by something striking my shoulder. I opened my eyes and found a lady dozing off and swaying from side to side with the moving bus. She had unconsciously bumped into my shoulder. “When did she get up here?” I wondered, because the seat beside me was empty when I had dozed off.I looked at the lady. She was middle aged, but dressed. ”That might have been the first thing that made him stop and think, so he walked over to several others and they began to talk. Finally, they called everyone over and someone grabbed my jeans and shit and cum covered top and lay them under me. Then everyone, including the girls began to piss all over me and my clothes until they were as wet as if I had jumped in a lake. The cuffs were undone and ropes removed and I slumped to the ground where several continued to piss on my hair and body. Most. I grasped her hips and pulled her down to my face. Tentatively I started mimicking what she was doing to me. Her aroma was intoxicating, as was the taste of her juices now coating my tongue. I could hear her moans as they vibrated against my sensitive flesh. When her mouth found my little fleshy nub, I erupted into my second orgasm, flooding her with my copious cum.Thinking she was done, I removed my mouth. "Don't stop," she moaned. "We're just getting started."Just getting started! What next?I. A three person team was the standing order, one on the tug and the other two watching the tail and wing tips. The slightest mishap could cost hundreds of thousands of dollars and put a plane out of commission for months or worse.Jack had made all of us push and pull planes with the tug many times under his supervision and to the mechanics delight. I think they just wanted to see a comedy of errors. Much to their dismay, we learned very quickly. The instructor in him never quit.It took us three.