Good, she liked a small audience. The father and daughter pair made their way passed a plump, older black lady with some knitting, a couple that looke... like tweakers and a girl dressed like a whore. Her father took a seat across from a rather respectable looking kid in his twenties, most likely a student. She smiled at him and took her seat next to her father, leaving her out in the aisle. The bus started to rolling and now the game would begin. Her father's hands where on her in an instance,. ." Shut you mouth cunt, the only sound I want out of your mouth ishumming as you suck my cock, now get on your knees and suck my cock!"I scurried under the desk and as I unzipped her pants I found that shewas wearing a strap-on and was now sporting a nice 8 inch cock. It washard to get it out of the fly, with me wearing long nails and withMaster Clark making no effort to help. I finally got it out and startedbobbing my head up and down her fake cock like my grade really dependedon pleasing the. ’ He laughed a deep laugh. It made him seem younger than he was. ‘How old are you?’ He looked slightly startled by my question, but was quick to answer. ‘A score and one.’ A score… that was thirty… wasn’t it? Yes, thirty one. ‘How old are you, Lady?’ I gave a watery smile. ‘Too old by your standards.’ He tilted his head as if I hadn’t given him an answer. I thought for a second. How did one say twenty seven back then? ‘Um…’ ‘She is but twenty and seven years, Cien. Think you that old?’ Cien. Soon all three were rolling around in a laughing giggling heap. Despite their nakedness, it was what all three of them needed to relax and soon they had all lost their arousal."Come on," laughed Paula eventually. "We really must get dressed."They dressed amid much laughter and fondling, before finally going downstairs for their evening meal. For the rest of the evening, Paula encouraged them to touch her by being openly available to them, and by stroking and touching them at every.