I managed myself that I can sit as people may get down in further stops.This bus goes for a quite longer route to a remote village but you know how lo...al buses would be. Though it may take hardly 30 min to my college by my college bus, this local bus would take more than 45min.In a few stops, I came to know that government has announced holiday for schools but not for colleges (Hell?!? These guys cannot make this decision even in early morning, whatever I have to move on). This route had got. Her legs project in no-nonsense trunks – they are the least subtle parts of her.And yet there is a grace about her, almost a daintiness as she picks her way across the rough terrain. She’s a nice girl.The noticeable thing here, though, is that she has changed her clothes. Twenty minutes ago she was all in black: same sort of clothes, but monochrome. Now her top is orange and her shorts are blue. That means that while she went upstairs to let the clothes wash she was temporarily naked. Or at. A12 was open for business.I could see tears forming in the slave girl’s eyes. It made my dick jump in my leather jock to see this reaction. She didn’t realize that this ordeal wasn’t a punishment but only part of her training. A12 wasn’t here voluntarily, she had been stalked and captured by one of my pick up teams. This whole world of bondage and slavery was totally foreign to her. My bladder was letting me know that it was time to take a piss. I finished the last of my beer and walked over to. " He said. I didn't reply.After what felt like minutes but I'm sure was only a few seconds, I felt him brush my dripping pussy with the tip of his cock. He teased me a little then slowly eased his cock inside me, slow enough that I felt I could feel every vein on his monster and stretching me like never before. I soon felt his balls pressing against me then he began long, deep thrusts into me as he gripped my waist. I was cumming after about 4 thrusts and I felt my juices start to soak my.