The guys another hand is between her thighs. Her pant is also open i was able to see her thighs. That guys hand is inside her panty. Her pussy was not...visible. But he is fingering her pussy. She is moaning slowly.Then that guy opened her zip and the girl was rubbing her cock. Then the girl bent down, hope she was sucking her cock. It was not clearly visible as it was night time bus, all lights in bus is also switched off. Meanwhile my cock was dancing inside my briefs. I was wearing tight jean. She lifted her arms up and I effortlessly removed her nightgown from over her head. Her nipples were beautifully pink and inviting. I removed my shirt and stepped closer to her, her nipples brushing across my chest. Cherie ran her hands up to grip my strong forearms. I brought my hands up to her breasts, grazing her nipples against my palms, stroking them with my thumbs. Cherie shuddered. I kissed her shoulders, nuzzling at the delicate skin at the nape of her neck. I felt goose bumps prickling. "May I come in Jemma?" came the call from the stairs, stopping mymeandering daydreams in their tracks. Even the name Jemma was the newnormal.Well I had won that battle. She had insisted on barging in my roomwhenever she wanted til yesterday when I had complained a little. Saidit was delightful how I had protested in my high pitched voice, evenstamped my feet in a girlish tantrum, really over such a minor thing.After a few tears and a make up cuddle on her lap, we had agreed that aknock on the. Usually I’d be with them, but instead I had something else in mind to suck on. He seemed to have the same thing in mind because he grabbed me by the wrist and pulled me into the men’s room, past all the guys at urinals and into one of the cubicles. While he shoved down his pants and sat on the toilet, I got a good look at him. He looked to be late forties, early fifties, not much taller than me and built like a bull. His head was half shaved, he had a nasty-looking scar running down one cheek,.