"Well, I guess your shoulder was more comfortable than I thought, and deodorant plus a little perfume helps with the rest" she said with a giggle."Wel..., it certainly makes you smell better, not that you were smelling bad or anything" I said hastily when she cocked an eyebrow."Good save there Mike" she said wryly.I smiled and leaned back and closed my eyes. I dozed for a bit as I heard more people stirring around me. The bus slowed and pulled off the highway and I opened my eyes to see us pulled. ..?"Give him to Mo," said the man in my wife's ass, "and see what he can do with a foot of Alabama black snake." The small black guy who was called Karl shoved me towards the man who had first grabbed me and who now sported a 12" cock that was as big around as a coke bottle. "He's always wanted to fuck my ass," said my wife, "now ya'll can show him what it feels like for me. Put him up on the bed beside me so I can see you do it."I was shoved roughly onto the bed and Mo grabbed me around the. He takes another look and I let him touch my tits a little more. I could tell their excitement level was going thru the roof. They were getting all handsy. I figured I would go with it and pretended to be a little tipsy, started losing my balance and holding on to them. I even slurred a word or two. When we danced I would get real close and let my tits brush against their arm or hand. Then I really teased them and pulled my top to the side just a little. Not even an inch. But the gesture. They both realised what they were each looking at, and their eyes snapped up at once. Matt stuttered, but Andy blurted out “I’m top!” before Matt had a chance. “Wait, what?! Are you fucking serious?” “Hey, I want to do this the same amount you do, but they’re not gonna let us get out it, and besides, you’ve had that buttplug in for ages, so it’ll hurt you less.” Hating Stacey for what he now thought was a preparatory dare, he realised the logic was sound, but that made him feel worse. A minute.