She jumped slightly when yet another hand reached between her legs and buried two fingers inside her dripping cunt. How many were there? She tried to ...hink but the sensations the hands were giving her soon overwhelmed her mind and she bagan cumming on the fingers pumping in and out of her. She moaned around the cock in her mouth and tried to buck her hips against the hand in her hot dripping hole. The way her legs were spread prevented it though and all she could do was wiggle a little. Just. I was always keen to get to the back of the bus so that, if there was no one there, I could put a hand up my skirt and, pulling my panties aside, I would finger my sopping gash. In an effort not to draw attention to myself, I would not let myself cum until I walked through my front door where I would immediately strip off, sit on the floor in front of a full length mirror, spread my legs and watch myself as I worked on my pussy. I would bring myself to orgasm after orgasm.I needed something. Then Eric felt a hand on his shoulder, followed by another hand on his inner thigh. Understanding dawned slowly. He had played the tape within a crowded place. Every woman within six feet of him, something around four women, each quite attractive, was hypnotized just like Cassandra. Finally, study specimens! – Numbers were exchanged as well as addresses. Eric explained to each of the five women that he had to prepare for their arrival and begged for them to wait a day. They all had reluctantly. Smiling, I slid off the bed and as I stood there, I unbuttoned them, and let them fall to the floor. Kicking them aside and adjusting my now hard cock in my boxers, Cassie smiled and said, “Umm, take those off too.”Looking over at her and seeing her smiling, I smiled too, and then nervously said, “Are you sure?”I’m sure she could see my hard cock bulging against my boxers and when Cassie anxiously nod her head, I suggested, “You wanta do it?”It caught her off guard I think, and then reaching my.