God, what a sight. My dick was a steel bar again as I pounded it with my fist and watched this guy chow down on his golden fluids. After ten seconds o... so, he leaned his head back, closed his eyes, and empties the rest of his bladder onto his chest and stomach.I sat back down and began pounding my cock in earnest, making loud slapping noises. A few seconds later I noticed a tongue sticking through the hole. I stood up and eased my dick back into that now familiar mouth which I quickly filled. I move one foot forward and the other back. Now my knees are apart. My fellow passengers react. Women mostly look away. Some look at me with curiosity or resentment or desire and then I look away instead. Men get nervous. It is so easy to make them nervous. Secretly I enjoy it. I decide to advance to the next stage. I have become calculating. During rush hour the buses are often crowded. I must stand. I begin to seek out the most crowded lines and I frequent them. I wriggle my way onto buses. "Pop - Pop - Pop - Pop - Pop - Pop "Ohh Ohhh" Sheila's sobs are continuous now and her cries are echoing in the room.Pop - Pop - Pop - Pop - Pop - Pop "Yes Yes Yes you'll take everything I have to give you. Not a word. Head up young lady let everyone see the tears running down your face. This is what happens to naughty girls when I'm in charge." Then forcing her legs wider apart and running his fingers on either side of the thong he watches how wet the material is becoming.Pop - Pop - Pop - Pop. His limp body remained there for a few seconds until he rolled off me and I was so wet and full of his cream that when his cock slipped out it made a ‘plopping’ sound. My heart was pounding and my hands trembling as I clutched my robe in front of my boobs and bald pussy. “I need another bath now!” I joked as I dabbed my robe against my dripping pussy, “and young man…..you need a girlfriend!” Twenty minutes later after a refreshing shower and putting on a fresh pair of knickers, strolled.