The original $50 was now completely gone, $40 to bus drivers and $10 for Jewel and $2 for condoms I didnt have a clue what to do with. I walked past ...hree elderly women who seemed oblivious to why I was on this bus. In the back sat 4 young men, probably college boys that heard you could find hookers on this bus. They were all staring out the window at the hooker I had met in the bathroom, likely wondering why she wasnt getting onto the St Louis bus. I walked to the back of the bus. As I. But then, by now he didn't expect them to."Uh..." I'll bet it pink!" someone stated. "Probably hot pink!"He looked up at her, startled by the sureness of her guess."That's it girls," one of them stated. "Look at the look on his face."Chad was surprised. Now they were convinced that the lettering on hisnonexistent shirt was pink."Wait a minute!" someone interjected. "You know, there could be somekind of picture on his shirt too."Chad stared at her aghast. Now they thought there might be a. I could see it. Feel it. A few more seconds...SLAP When she had pulled her fingers from me, I could not tell you. But the hard spank to my tender clit brought a sharp pain from my pleasure, which brought me back down to Earth. “Sorry, Mistress,” I apologised, amazed that my voice sounded as steady as it did. “I told you not to cum. You were about to,” she said. Her voice, regardless of the tone, went straight to my core, my want for her never stronger. “Will you be good now?” she asked “Yes,. My moans echoed throughout the room as I experienced one of the most powerful squirting orgasms of my life. My cum sprayed all over the place for a few seconds. Unfortunately, it the blissful experience was not meant to last. Did you hear what I said? asked my friend in an oddly lust-free voice. I could not help but be surprised as I had not hear her say anything. Unfortunately, that was only because the person speaking was my real friend, not the fantasy version of her. Oh fuck! I silently.