"I know your gonne love all this cock up inside your tiny lil twat. I have seen you fucking yourself in your window at night." I knew she was , be...ause she would often leave her window open while she laid in bed playing with her lil pussy. "We are all gonna run a cum train on you bitch, and before tonight is over, youll forget everything" I smacked her cheeck and told her the rules, no biting, no screaming,(she will be gagged) no fighting, or we get worse. We began cutting all of. The fact of the matter is the analogy works perfectly, it frills me to blindfold a woman and feed her fresh warm gooey chocolate fudge cake just as much as it would to blindfold her and kiss her body all over. The responses are the same, the anticipation, the way it engages all five senses, all the same. It pleases me to see her skin swarm with goose bumps, the hairs stand at the back of her neck. It begins the moment she walks through the door and we embrace each other, the smell of freshly. What they didn't know was what caused it. I just left it alone. We'd hear about it when we got back, I was sure.I could hear Shelly talking to Sybil and Joy over the intercom. I knew they would be well informed of everything we said and did by the time we got to our first comfort stop.Our first stop was actually for lunch at Tom's Farm, the road-side tourist trap just north of Lake Elsinore. We pulled in just at 11:15 so we were not too tired to walk around. We all gathered at the Mexican. I tried to step further and was almost touching her. I soon realized that the man standing besides her started speaking to her regarding the child he was holding as the baby was crying. Their conversation revealed that he was her husband and that put me on hold to go ahead as it might lead to a dangerous position if he comes to know about it. The bus was fully packed and no one can move any further and so did I, I kept waited for another few minutes when I realized that she herself was brushing.