He lowered his head and stuck his tongue out to give her slit a long lick from top to bottom. He was in no hurry to make her come.He swirled his tong...e around the edges of her hood and listened as her breathing quickened. Her hips started to move around uncontrollably and her breasts stretched the material of her shirt top. He flicked at her clit with the tip of his tongue and she started to moan in earnest. He suckled her little man and could feel her juices flow out of her hot cunt onto. Then after some time she came to our place and looked at me and gave me a smile. Ohh I was so relived to find her again. She came and sat again on the middle seat between me and Rahul. Now I understood that she must have agreed my request. Then in between she asked Rahul to get her bags from the overhead tray. She took out a small blanket kind of thing and returned it to Rahul to put the bag back on.Now the bus was quite dark and all the window curtains were also pulled in. After some time I. We made a symphony of sounds—groans, moans, little grunts of pleasure, swishes of friction where our skin touched, the hush of movement on the sheets, tiny wet noises of my cock moving in and out of her juice-filled opening. It was sweet music. “Oh, Michael . . . a little . . . faster . . . I’m . . . almost . . . there . . .” I was too. I picked up the pace slightly, trying to hold out to come with her. She moved faster, grinding back at me, and then she started to come. I was several beats. “Candy. Good, you are back. Can you go over and get me the Wyoming knife on the shelf there. I should have started using that from the beginning.”As Candy brought over the strange blade, she looked up and saw a host of organs falling out of Jane onto a paper mat on the floor. A lot of guts in a body, she thought.“Chris, I know that neither Candy or I can cut meat, but do you mind if I work with her to field-dress?“Candy? Is that your name? Do you know anything about field-dressing?” Carl.