Now that she'd had a taste, she wanted more. As the bus prowled through the night, hauling a load of kids to the state fair, Denise strained her eyes ...o get a look at any boys within view. The light from passing cars occasionally showed her a boy's features and she wondered about him, wondered if he was the boy who had fucked her, wondered how big his cock was and what it looked like, wondered what his cock tasted like, or what it would feel like in her cunt. She squeezed her legs together,. He undoes his seatbelt, then mine. I look at Charlie, he looks back and then goes for it. He leans in and wrapping his arms around my back, pulls me into him, full on kissing me. We keep making out for the next couple of minutes and the next thing I know he has his hand on my dick through my jeans. I moaned into the seemingly endless kiss we were sharing, caught off guard by the first hand to feel me aside from my own, I just kept kissing him and holding onto him for a minute before I moved my. I think we need to impose a little control here." I grasp your angry cock with my hand, and reaching over, pick up the strap from the table. You feel my tiny fingers deftly moving over your aching flesh, affixing the strap around your balls, lifting and separating. And tightening. Click. Click. Click. And with each click I hear you vocalise a primal groan. Your cock is more constricted that it's ever been, and your view of the world is totally obscured by the taut globes of my ass. And the. Before I could figure out how to proceed or whether to proceed at all, the bubble action stopped as the automatic timer clicked off!Oh, oh! I cautiously slid my hand up and pressed the erection down as the foamy water became crystal clear."I'll get it," the guy said, opening his eyes and wading forward to the steps. As soon as he began moving, she reached over and began to rub my leg, moving gradually higher until her hand met mine which was still covering my boner."Move your hand a bit," she.