This story is about my experience in a public Bus during my official visit to Hassan in a winter evening. To tell about the lady of this story, she wa... mid aged lady of medium built with dark complexion. Her face was not much visible in the darkness of the night, but I can make out from outside light she was not so attractive. My heart was expecting some nice girl to come and sit beside me. When me and my friend sat separately, my expectation increased more. I didn’t expect I would have fun. Without hesitation, she screamed out as she slammed her tongue deep into my ass. I closed my eyes and imagined it was Bill doing that while getting me ready for a fuck. I groaned and lifted my hips up to meet her thrusting tongue. Once I was stretched, she stuck her finger in there and cooed "Do you like that, baby?" Out of control, I quickly moaned, "Yes,yes don't ever stop." Trying to imagine Bill manipulating my ass, I still couldn't get the thought out of my mind of Mandy and her wicked. “So girls what sort of punishment should I deal out to you. Do either of you, have any ideas for how to punish two such delicious lesbian sluts” Helene could see the words sinking into Vickys mind and a smile starting as she understood Helenes words and the Heavy hint that Helene had dropped. Vicky stood in front of her mom with her hands folded behind her back looking so nervous but so cute too. “Well mom I guess we should agree to whatever punishment that you see fit or maybe we can make it. . but the Mayhem cinched the election for her. That and the incompetence of the previous President and government, you know. Remember the Yellow Vests? Enough said. Maybe he should have spent less time instituting the Swedish Model regarding sex work and cracking down on wolf whistles, more time improving the everyday conditions of regular French folks.“That’s just this man’s opinion, but this man happens to be Deputy Commissar of the Law Courts, so, well, it means something, doesn’t it?”.