Susan was so into this. His cock was rock hard and he just had to stroke himself. Christine looked over. “You like this?” she asked. “Oh yeah!...Make her cum.” He begged. Christine knelt between Susan thighs and began to trace the folds of here womanhood until she encircled her clit, pressing gently with her left index finger as right index finger entered into her now dripping pussy. She entered slowly and only a few inches, putting just enough pressure on the mound above Susan’s hot cunt.. . Slowly dragging her skirt higher up and letting her hand disappear towards the inside of her milky thighs. It was a Thursday afternoon, on the way home, when things escalated. She came onto the bus, looking disgruntled and almost upset. But then, for the first time, she saw me, the explicit concern and barely concealed lust in my eyes. She smirked slightly, almost curtseyed to her unwavering audience (me) and began to gently bite and suck on her lower lip. Then her eyes drifted so quickly to. More

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