The bus started to bounce and the head of his cock entered my mouth and then fell out. Another bounce of the bus and his cock again darted in and out ...f my mouth and then settled right at the tip of my bottom lip. He was able to get two fingers deep into me during the ordeal and it didn’t look as if he were going to remove them. I felt the power in his fingers and sat there momentarily enjoying the inner massage then I began to flicker my tongue across the tip of his head. Apparently his. George chuckles, While you are at it, I will need a refresher course too. Several of our wifes giggle, Kathryn says, I bet they do not make it through the afternoon. I step close to my wife, I am unable to let go of Amanda at this moment so I make the best contact I can allowing my hip to push against her gently. Mentally I ask, (can you hear me?) Kathryn giggles in her mind, (yes, what did you have on your mind?) Mentally I ask (what is the bet for?) Kathryn flashes a mental image of me. If we lose, Sonja (a second clarinet) can do it with Toby in the back seats while the rest of us sleep. My job is to save them the rear seat. If we don’t go to State, they’ll still do it anyway, but not on the bus.I could maybe write a story about doing it on the bus, but it wouldn’t be my story.I’m doing OK this morning — a half-dozen pretty-good agates plus an unbroken sand dollar. I’m dragging my big find, a plank that’s maybe teak. When I get the right pieces of driftwood, I’m going to. “When did you get so zen?”She snorted. “See you soon.”I told Olivia the good news. She cried and clapped her hands. Then we got ready, bought a classy enough bottle of champagne and took a cab to the hospital.Rose’s parents were waiting outside when we came to the door. I introduced Olivia and they were very polite. Felicity saw we were there and dragged us in, ripping the bottle of champagne from my hands.And there was Rose. She was so, so pale resting against white sheets. Her cheekbones.