Achanak bus ruki agle stop per or kafi bheed utar gayi mera mood thoda sa kharab hua per.Maine dekha sit khaali ho gayi hai piche ki hum piche toh kha...e hi the toh hum bhai behan phir baith gaye. Main or behan hum bus k piche k left me sit per baithe the behan khidki ki taraf thi or main behan k side me. Bus me piche andhera toh tha hi phir maine apni behan ki thighs per apna left hand rakh diya usne kuch nahi kaha main phir behan ki thighs ko masalne laga or apna hath uski chut ki taraf le. The vibrations continued, pulsing. Thrumming. I felt it now pressing against me again ... slipping forward, making me harder. The tip of it popped inside and with a groan of pure lust she pushed back against my delicious, throbbing cock. I myself was throbbing, aching to touch myself, loving the pure sensation coursing through me as the vibrating seat did its work. I couldn't take it anymore.I "sleepily" grabbed for the cheap blankets they give you on long bus rides, and covered myself up. The. First, my friend Katy approached me. She’s confused about her sexuality. I talked to her a bit, but then had her talk to Josie, Jennifer’s girlfriend.”“Sorry to change the subject, but I meant to ask, how are they doing?”“OK, I think. There’s a bit of tension because Jennifer isn’t ready for any kind of intimacy, but from what I can tell, Josie’s patient. I’ll know more when I can look Jen in the eyes in Chicago in a couple of weeks.”“So what’s your issue? It sounds like you did the right. As I sat on the toilet relieving myself, I watched as she stood in front of the mirror with a large wet wash cloth and gently cleansed her body. The sight of Nadia’s nude body, especially her tits, was inflaming my lust. Well aware of the effect her show was having on me, she seductively dabbed her slit and butt with the dripping cloth. Sitting on the edge of the sink, she ran the cloth up the inside of both out stretched legs then left a wet trail over her stomach and hard jutting nipples. .