I had never objected or raise any issues with this arrangement. As a matter of fact very little was ever said at all, by me or them. I don't want to s...ggest that I was ever forced to do anything, but there was some fear in the back of my mind that they might tell my husband if I stopped. I was thinking of just not showing up one night, but I was afraid they'd just come to the house pounding on the door waking my husband up. What would they say, "get your wife, we need to fuck her." Could you. ‘Now comes the good bit, If you don’t just fall back into your old ways, as I fully expect you will.”I decided to gamble on Julie’s goodwill. She had implicitly made herself my confidant, so I would hopefully be able to impress on her the need not to spread every detail.“You know...” I started. “You know that feeling you get sometimes, when you meet a guy, I mean. Sometimes you get to feeling that you want to be thrown over a shoulder and just carried off and fucked - hard. Like he doesn’t give. I continued to suck the cock in my mouth and suddenly it swelled and shot its hot sticky juice down my throat. He came so much I could barely swallow it all. Then I heard the drivers voice say, “nobody has fun on my bus without me and my wife is riding and wants to have fun also..” I got up and started to refuse and he yelled at the guys, “ hold the little cunt down.” I began to panic and his wife began to stroke my breast and kiss my neck. She then sat on the seat in front of me rubbing. "God, Lily, what was that? I've never felt that before," he gasped, as startled by it as I was."I don't know what it was, but I want to feel it again," I said, before leaning in and kissing him again. This time it wasn't a little brush across the lips. This time I planted my lips on his, kissing him in a way that I knew would break the tension that had been building between us. His lips were soft and moist, and opened beneath mine. His tongue slid across my lips, opening them, and slipping into.