On our way back, we waited for a rick for a long time but could not get an empty one. We finally ended up getting into a crowded bus. She was standing...in front of me, holding the top bar with one hand and shopping bags in the other. I held the bar on the side seat with one hand and shopping bags with the other. The traffic was too much, so the bus was halting every now and then. My crotch was almost touching her ass cheeks. I got hard looking at her ass globes in front of my dick. I gently. I could feel the ring was starting to give, ever so slightly.She could sense it too, and she started crying out " OMG! STOP! STOP! " from exertion and fear as the ring slowly started to lose the battle . I pushed a bit harder and suddenly the her anus lost the battle and parted as my cockhead forced it’s way in. Her whole body arched, her head going back as she emitted an agonized screech " OMG! AAAAAGGGG! " when her anus was forced much wider than it had ever been in her life.She was shocked. I turned to look at her, and my god she was hot. She had a very similar build as the other, maybe a little taller and smaller natural breasts. She also looked Hispanic, with a light complexion. She had shoulder length wavy black hair, and was wearing a white outfit that matched her partner’s but with a netting connecting the top and bottom. What captured me though were her big brown eyes, and her smile. It was a natural smile, like it was just supposed to be there. She just looked happy. It was not that she did not put Paul first in everything. It was that Paul was a boy, and acting like a boy. He was not a man. Girls matured faster and earlier than boys, and to put someone who wasn't mentally and emotionally ready to handle the responsibility of a slave was just wrong. But what she thought didn't matter apparently."How long is this program going to last Mr. Burns?" she asked while Paul chained her up again. She didn't think she could handle waiting for him to grow up.The.