That night Rita fingered herself to sleep. It was the first time she ever did it and she enjoyed the sensation of cumming on her fingers. Late at nigh... she awoke. Quietly, she made her way to the bathroom where she shaved her pussy. Rita was like a c***d before Christmas who is waiting to open his presents. She was excited and nervous. But she was the present that was waiting to be open.Quickly, Rita bored the bus and made her way to her usual place. She saw the familiar men who she knew were. I immediately glide all over his rod . I move because Timothy is still sitting on the couch. I look straight into Marvin's eyes. His cock is hard again, maybe he did not limp. I do not know. I can see from his eyes how stoned and horned he is. He jerks with fast movements. I lick him. He groans and wants more. I get up quickly, turn around, bend over and grab for his phallus. I push myself over it . While I hold onto Timothy 's knees, Marvin is steadily building up the rhythm. Now I finally see. I like seeing you cum, Mrs. Jennings. When you cum it’s very sexy and you make the most delightful sounds when you get fucked and when you cum and I like how loud you are when you get fucked.”Mrs. Jennings blushed, “You don’t have to always be so vulgar, Patrick. We talked about that. And…and I can’t help it that I am loud. I try not to be.” I laughed at her, “Yeah, but you like it when I am vulgar but just won’t admit it.”“I do not!” She lowered her head and buried her face in my neck to. “Let’s practice what you’ve learned. How many of your attempts to fight me have succeeded?”Ian answered with a glare, and Silas reached for his ass again. Ian, in a moment of panic, cowered and closed his eyes.“Please don’t!”“Answer me.”“None.”“That’s right. How many times that you’ve fought me have resulted in more pain?”Ian lay with his eyes closed on the pillow, whimpering and shuddering.Silas grabbed his jaw, and his eyes snapped open.“All of them,” he whispered.“Good answer. For the test,”.