And then with a loud grunt he pushed into her as far as he could and she felt his cock explode spurting his hot cum into her ravished arsehole.Gaby kn...w it wasn’t over as she felt her ankles being tied and a piece of tape stuck over her mouth. She lay on the floor of the bus naked, trembling with fear and cold as she heard the men chatting and opening beer cans. And she was right as she heard her bag being opened and emptied onto the floor. “What the fuck do we have here?” Said a male voice. As I rubbed her feet I hear her release small sighs and occasionally curl her toes in my hand. I scooted even closer to let her feel my monster on the soles of her feet. She pulled back at first but quickly returned her lovely beauties to my lap. I placed her toe on the base and rubbed monster to the top from the look on her face she was definitely impressed. From that point she took over used both feet masterfully under the table I was in heaven. The meeting ended but things were really. Carol mentioned a movie (X-rated) that we passed in the street. I don’t remember the movie’s title but it was about a teen-age girl being k**napped, tied up, and ****d, according to the description that the theater ran. She commented on how exciting that sounded. Later, we stopped by her apartment for some food. We got pretty high after dinner, and I steered the conversation back to the subject of the movie.Carol (she was nineteen then) seemed pretty excited about the film’s subject matter. She. Patrons had laughed about his predicament for days before moving on to other victims.Over the course of years, the diner’s personality had swirled and settled into the unique blend of dysfunction that was reflected on the last night. It was easy to understand how the place felt like home and the diners acted like family.Patrons of the Last Chance were often lifelong customers. Rarely did a regular cease to visit for any reason other than death, disability, or forced separation. Several patrons.