John groaned as she throat-fucked his cock, kneeling on the floor in front of his seat. John now had a great view of the rest of the bus and its passe...gers.A brunette was being double penetrated in the front of the bus while she was seemingly unfazed by the process, probably texting a friend on her phone. A beautiful redhead was on her knees in front of an older man, licking his balls and jerking him off, while he read the paper. Naturally, this was a normal sight on every bus in the country.. Although he had made love to her per the norm just an hour ago, she had never felt more alone and untouched in all of her womanhood. The soft tear trickling down her left cheek onto the pillow covered in her golden ringlets was the ever familiar reminder of just how miserable she felt inside.She closed her eyes as if to stop her tears, to stop her useless crying. What good does crying do? What good comes from the emotions unseen by the man who needed to know them the most? Unable to hold back. P , now at this point i should point out that roy was a stocky dark skinned guy of asian origin , well spoken but as it turned out totally submissive , he went on to say that it helped him " unwind " from the pressures of the job he was in, i simply said your private life is exactly that private as is mine, so now i was turned on at the prospect of the proceedings , so here he was tottally naked save his dogs collar and leash , ally had taken up an armchair and was sipping some thing from a. Concentrate on the feeling." But I might, y'know."She nods. "If you find yourself close, let go and think of something completely unrelated, or pinch the tip hard. Either will delay things." Really?" Trust me."I tentatively reach for my knob. Can feel its heat as I approach to encase it in my grasp. I've washed it before of course but this is different. It feels wrong, yet the sensation as I move up and down at her encouragement is something else.She smiles, stroking her pussy lips and dipping.