Then I spit into his face.I felt him getting as angry as I did.He, too, now tried to throw me off with new found power, he gave me so many hard thrust... that i felt like he would still snake would strangle mine after all.But it didn't. My cock prevailed, and his thrusts got weaker and weaker.I spit into his face again. Then my b**st gave his a powerful smack.He didnt grunt back, he didnt roar. He whinced.I waited. He tried to thrust up again and I just pushed him down with so much force.He tried. He was so upset he didn't even wait for me to lick him clean afterwards.Just a grunted 'goodnight' and off he went. Hearing the bus engine brought my mind back to reality and I almost joggedto the stop, my heels slipping on the wet pavement. Made it with moments tospare. Living so far out in suburbia means I always get a seat.. The drivetakes almost an hour and the passengers are all women like me, travelling intotheir jobs as secretaries, clerks, cleaners, and tellers. Everyone is wellmade up. Holding onto the workstation, she pulled her chair forward a bit, scrunching her eyes at the loud squeal of the legs against the floor. After the talk around her recommenced, she did it one more time, looking around as well, trying to hide who was making the racketLooking at Roach nervously, turning towards him, she reached down and lifted the front of her skirt up past her thighs, laying it against her stomach. Keeping her legs together rather primly, she took a deep breath and tucked the hem. She tossed a grey nightshirt over her black panties and opened her door to make sure the coast was clear. She carefully closed her door, tiptoed past Alex's door, and slipped into Annie’s room.Annie was still awake. Over the glow of her laptop, Via could see her face. Annie has a beautiful face with delicate features. Her hair was sandy blond, like her brother’s, but her eyes were a clear sky blue. At 5'8”, Annie towered over Via, and her body was tight from years of running track. Via knew.