So, yesterday, a warm day at last and needing to collect my wife – she being nervous driving in the crowds of a Bank Holiday weekend I found myself ...aiting at the bus stop, wearing a polo shirt and brief shorts enjoying the unaccustomed warmth of the sun. The bus arrives and I made my way to the upper deck and there being only one empty double seat made my way towards it. Just in front were a young family, Dad and the boy sitting in front of Mum and the daughter, probably around nine years old,. " She ordered him as she tossed down his other tools before disappearing under the lowering canopy, the red highlights in her brown hair the last part of her that he saw. "If I screw this up, you'll have years to nag me about it!" Captain Bren?" The voice was similar, but not close enough. It wasn't Carolina's voice calling him. It couldn't have been; she would have laughed herself sick at the thought of him being a captain.His mind rose back toward the present. "It's just Bren." He said, then. Her eyes traveled down and she saw another clear tube stuck from his neck and trailed across the floor. It was inserted into the side of something grotesque that dangled from the caves ceiling. Kathy's eyes continued to adjust to the dim light and the form in front of her gradually resolved itself to that of a woman.A woman about her age but this woman was horribly deformed. She was suspended from the ceiling by strings of the same substance that held Kathy fast to the wall.Her legs were spread. I felt that tingling sensation get more intense and I put my hand behind his head. God, that felt good. I'd never had my tits sucked before and it was a strange and really, really nice feeling.It cured me of my giggles."How does that feel?" He asked."Good. Don’t stop. Suck it harder."Oh God. The harder he sucked it the better it felt. I was surprised at how good it felt. I knew guys sucked tits and it was like part of sex but I never thought it would feel this good. "Try the other one." I said..