Mere pass meri car hai. Par mujhe metro me publically molest hone me mazza ata hai.Mein apni car park karke metro me travel karti hu. Ek choote se top...me jisme mere boobs dikhe aur sirf nipples cover ho. Aur neeche choti si skirt pehn kar. I dont sit aur dono doors ke beech me pillar se pass khadi ho jati hu. General dabbe me rajiv chowk jaise metro station me bahot rush ho jata hai. Koi meri skirt me haath daal raha hota hai koi mere bade bade boobs ke sath kheel raha hota hai. Ek din mujhe. Our dept had booked a bus, which was about to start at 8 pm, and reach Manali by 8 am in the morning. I got a bit late in reaching college due to traffic, and found all the seats in the bus full. None of my friends had kept a seat for me. Suddenly, I saw a hand at the last seat of the bus – it was Arohi! She asked me to come at the back as there was room for one person. I was reluctant to sit at the last seat as I feel like vomiting due to constant jerks. I requested her to give me the window. I responded to his kiss and inserted my tongue in his mouth. He inhaled the scent of me deeply and pressed a kiss to my most intimate spot through the material of my micro mini dress.When he saw my smooth fully shaven half naked cunt lips he went wild. Sitting on his knees, he knead it and then sucked at it. He used his teeth to bite me gently while I oohed and aaaaaahed. He hurriedly did as he was told, burying his face into my naked, fully shaven cunt. As he said, I was delicious, my sexiness. She looked at Chiara again, and the smirk had become a broader smile. Between Chiara’s thighs, the space had become wider too. It had to be on purpose, she told herself. She then looked back at Melissa’s legs and saw the calf muscles tense and knew the second stroke was on its way. It landed and again Kristina gasped as the cane left its stinging pain right across her bottom.Melissa was smiling as she cracked down the third cane stroke and listened to another sudden gasp escape from Kristina..