Her fingers were slowly touching my growing 6.5″ penis. I was now successful in removing her panty to side with her help and now my thumb was slidin... slowly in and out of her wet hot pussy. I was enjoying this and want her to give me more access but soon I realized that we are in a crowded bus. I was busy enjoying finger fucking her in a crowded bus and her eyes were closed enjoying with rhythm, as her ass was moving in slow motion to help me.I became bolder and start pushing my fingers deeper. So.Becky hated it.She was the only one. The only Cherish.“You coulda named me anything else,” she said. “But No ... you had to go all hippie on me. God, mom. What were you and dad thinking?”True ... we did Go all hippie on her.Beck was our acid baby, LSD. We were trippin’ hard when she was conceived. The drug might have had something to do with Beck’s size. She was tiny. Later, in the 6th grade, Becky could walk under the kitchen table and not hit her head. As an adult she wore size one shoes.. ...it was just that he caught me by surprise." "So it is ok if he takes care of himself here?" Sheila asked? "Yeah...it is fine. Really. I don't mind. I understand that boys need relief but I think it is much better if he does it in the privacy of his room or the bathroom." "That won't work darling." Sheila said laughing. " My Justin likes to sit down on the couch or the bed when he does it" "What do you mean Sheila? What are you saying?" "I am letting you know honey that if you want me. ‘Kyla stop you’re going to scare the poor man off before we even leave.’ I heard Zaire say to her friend as she walked up to the door. In that one moment my mind went completely blank and I lost all conscious thought. ‘Hell I barely remember my own damn name!’ I thought as I stared at Zaire. She literally took my breath away at the sight of her in that black dress. ‘Damn,’ I said out loud looking her up and down. What really got me were the heels that adorned her feet. They took her from her.