Elizabeth gave directions and a few minutes later we were at Bermuda's best dance bar.Even if it hadn't been the best dance bar, when Mary, Lisa, Aman...a, Barb and Elizabeth — all dressed to kill — showed up, it moved directly to the top. I'd always thought it was a cliché, but the band stopped playing when the girls came in. Eventually they got their act together and I accepted a dance with Amanda.Then I danced with Lisa and then Mary. Barb danced with Mary and then me. Elizabeth wanted a drink. “Don’t worry Mr Bus Driver” said one of her attackers “our daughter is feeling a bit poorly - we’ll take good care of her”.Iqra vaguely remembers thinking there was something odd about those hands - before she passed out again - had they been wearing blue nitrile gloves?The next thing Iqra is being stripped and tied down in a dark room - everything was dark blue - the sofa, the walls, carpet, curtains - even the succulent hard nipples dangling above her face.She tried to sit up, but the. You know these buses have no proper reservation nor any printed tickets. You just show your hand, and you are in. But thankfully I had taken the bus from its starting destination and found the bus already half full. The window seats were almost taken, and I had to take an aisle seat. I got to know there was some strike in other transport means and among the few buses available. So till the bus crossed the toll gate, it was more than its capacity, and the passage too was filled up.The passengers. My cunt was now dripping wet, juices starting to dribble down my leg. After a couple of minutes sucking, I asked Mum if she wanted her turn, she said "thought you would never ask". I removed my mouth, gave Mum a big kiss so as to get an initial taste of Patch's cock, then she took Patch in her mouth. The sight of this really turned me on so I started to frigg my pussy with a couple of fingers. I noticed that Patch's knot was getting bigger which meant he was ready to cum. Did I want to take all.