I just smile and let my hand continue it's way up.You know you'd have to be quiet, all these strangers in the bus can't know what I am doing to you or...how much you enjoy it. It's part of the game, part of the fun. Very slowly I'm touching the edge of your panties and letting my fingers caress gently over them. I move slow, slow but deliberate. You definitely feel my fingers touching your outer lips while your eyes look at the people around us, them having no idea what I'm doing to you, how much. " Exciting, eh?"She shrugged. He enjoyed the way her unfettered tits jounced within the loose-fitting tee-shirt. Charlene could sense his eyes on her breasts, found it mildly pleasurable but nothing more."Uh, thanks for getting me into bed last night" De nada." Mom won't be home for a while," she said, beginning to feel uncomfortable. "She works late today." I know."It took about a half-minute for that to sink in. When she turned to look at him, she found him staring at her with a faint smile. He hoped Sandra would not be disappointed. Sure, he made a good first impression on her, and they had common interests, but a beautiful, educated woman like Sandra? She had an important job at a big company. However much Marshall considered himself a craftsman, some women just couldn’t get past the non-white collar profession and style. Indeed, his Israeli side made him constitutionally unable to wear a tie for anything but the most formal events. A sports coat and open-collar shirt were the. I feel myself grow wet from his groans of bliss. I want him inside me so badly I almost can’t stand it. He grabs my hair and pulls me away from him. Growling, he lifts me up, hands cupping my ass. I wrap my shapely legs around his waist and shiver in excitement. He captures my gaze with his, eyes intense yet sparkling with mischief. He slowly lowers me onto his engorged cock, sliding the tip into my wet vagina. I moan with pleasure, pressing my breasts tighter against his chest as I cling to.