His answer came in the form of easing the straps of Vivian’s gown over her shoulders, baring her breasts. “Oh fuck,” I murmured.

As my cock grew achy in my briefs, I shifted in my seat. “Since I don’t want to spend the last hour home with blue balls, I’m hanging up.

“No, don’t,” Vivian pleaded in a breathy voice.

“Viv,” I whined.

Licking her lips, she said, “Touch yourself while Grayson touches me.”

“We’re on a smelly bus with a bunch of snoring hockey players,” I protested.

“I know you’re hard for me.” Tilting her head, she asked, “Aren’t you?”

Before I could reply, Theo said, “You know we are.”

“Then touch yourself.”

I glanced around. No one was in the seats in front of us or to the side. The next guy would have to be a contortionist to see me jerking off.

Easing my sweatpants down my hips, I then pulled my dick out. When I cut my eyes over to Theo, he was doing the same thing. As I started to work my hand over my cock, a groan rumbled through my chest.

“Show me,” Vivian urged.

I moved the camera to show her my cock wrapped tightly in my fist. “I miss that,” she said.

“I miss your mouth on it, ” I rasped.

“Me too. Now show me Theo’s.”

I turned the camera to where she would be able to see Theo jerking his hand up his swollen cock. “Mm, I miss yours too, Theo.”

“Fuck,” he grunted.

After Grayson swept Vivian’s gown over her head, I sucked in a breath. “No panties. You’re a naughty girl.”

“She’s soaked my pants,” Grayson remarked with a wicked grin.

“You’re killing me, smalls,” Theo grunted.

“Just wait,” Grayson teased.

After easing off of Grayson’s lap, Vivian reached back to take Gray’s cock in her hand. She then guided it to her corewhere she slowly eased down inch by inch. “Mmm, yes,” she moaned.

Since they were facing the camera, we had a perfect view of her pussy swallowing his cock. As she began to bounce on and off of Grayson’s cock, I jerked myself harder.

With a coy smile, Vivian stared straight at the laptop camera. “Tell me what you want me to do so it’s like you’re here with us.”

“Pinch your nipples,” Theo gritted out.

Vivian brought her hands to her breasts. Slowly, she began to roll her nipples between her fingers. As they grew into hardened points, my breath hitched.

“Touch your pussy,” I ordered.

Vivian slid her hands between her legs. She started rubbing her clit as Grayson pounded in and out of her.

Pinching my eyes shut, I threw my head back against the seat and focused on my pleasure. At the feel of a hand closing over mine on my cock, I snapped them open. To my complete shock, Theo was working his hand over mine to jerk me off.

A groan rumbled through my chest. When I tore my gaze to him, he said, “Touch me.”