I smiled at the one man who had the biggest cock and he came over and sat beside me and began to chat. I couldn't take my eyes off his cock which was ...ig and hard and sticking straight out. He told me I had a great body. He was bold and told me I had wonderful tits and he loved big tits. He then said "I am guessing you are a DD." I laughed and said your are so right. I then told him "And I just happen to love a big cock like you have. I am guessing your are at least 9.5" He smile and said that. Not by anyone else, but by him. There was something in him that she craved; like she'd known him forever. Her ability to be completely open to her desires, and the level of his desires that she so easily understood, and connected with. Yet, at the same time he was a stranger to her. She wanted to feel every part of him, inside and out. She wanted more than he could ever give her, and she knew that, so she tried to fight her feelings. Her moral obligations kept her grounded, and she fought. Mere boobs ucchal rahe the koi dabade koi bahar nikale unhe. leggins ekdum gand pe tight chipki hui thi to panty line bhi dikh rahi thi.maine intentionally skin colour ki panty pehni thi taaki dekhnevala yahi soche ki maine kuch pehna hi nahi.par badi gand ke karan dikh to raha tha.Bus ne horn di, horny log bhi chadhe andar. Bus assistant ne kaha ap last me chadhna. mai ruki. usne mujhe mob number diya. maine add karke usse whatsap chat karne lagi. samne vale hero ne light dikhayi, maine ishara. For a lull of uncounted seconds, the mollified desire simmers, then I feel it regather and surge toward critical mass. My wrist obeys and guides the bulb to where my pulse points are screaming.Ooohhh...ohhh...rrrhhh...it's happening again...ohhh yesss...A different anonymous thrust penetrates to the hilt; a raw confession escapes from its perpetrator that he can feel me coming all over his cock. The earthiness of that admission breaks another guy who's looking and wanking. It's too late for him.