Her ass was constricted and had a slick, smooth inner-surface that surprised him. “Oh … oh God!” he trembled, struggling to pull it out, only to...thrust it back up her hole until his balls slapped against her butt cheeks. His plunged again, pulling the dildo in and out opposite his dick. He found an intoxicating rhythm that sent Gwen’s head spinning. “Ahhh,” she moaned. “Oh Grayson, honey … baby!” “Cum for me, Gwen. Cum for me,” he grunted through clenched teeth. He was close. Not a full minute. The bus is full. His hand was under my bag so no one can see. He then caught my cock and was stroking it. After 5 mins my cock was like iron rod. He unzipped my shorts and put his hand inside and stroked my cock. After 15 mins I came. After this I did not see him for 2 weeks in bus. After 2 weeks I saw him. I went and sat next to him. He straight away put his hand on my cock under my bag and started to stroke my cock. I saw him next day. He said get down in the next stop and he took me in to a. “But what?” I said softly. When she looked back up at me, I could see tears welling. “Oh, God, Veronica, what’s the matter?” I said, rising from my chair. “No, sit down, Richard,” she said sharply. “I’m alright.” She took a deep breath and, after I’d sat back on my chair, she continued, “We never really talked about this and it’s my fault. I didn’t know what to say, how to tell you, how to talk it through.” She made a sound which mingled a snort with a laugh and sigh. “Guess I’m still. Her face is flushed, she is panting and unbuckles her belt from round her curvy hips and pulls her jeans down, next to come down is her black lacy panties, both garments gather around her knees.Looking over her shoulder, she shivers at the sight of her bottom, red stripes of varying width and direction cover her round buttocks from top to base. The hairbrush has clearly left it's message with what looks like deep pink blusher has been applied all over her bum cheeks. The 'rouge' is punctuated.