Another thing I hate about taking buses; the fight to get it. It is unbelievable. Yet you can’t stand out to be a hero. First to get in, first to fi...d a seat. I swear, all these years we have stood a chance to get a seat. No exception today, we managed to push ourselves in somehow and got to the middle of the bus. It is packed as a suitcase going on a month holiday to Dubai. Has everybody got space to pump out some breath? I hope so. It was all usual, we have been doing this for years now. But. You reach between your thighs alternating between stroking and pinching your clit until you fall to the bed after cumming so hard that you have to focus just to be able to breathe. She nudges you over onto your back and kisses you deep with a mixture of your juices and frosting.You are so turned on that you make her get up and lead her to the sliding doors after grabbing the bottle. You open the door and push her back until the door is parting her cheeks. You pour a liitle liquor on her neck. . ? What happens when you put pure light and pure dark together... ?“I’m sorry,” I managed, as Gwen gave me the foulest of looks. “I’m sorry, but okay, I do believe you...”“I don’t care if you do.”I huffed, surprised to find Gwen offering the joint to me again, despite everything I was doing to completely destroy what little good will I had with her.All my fucking ships... “Gwen, why did you really come out here?” I finally asked.“I have no fucking idea anymore.”I glanced at her scar. “I’m. It was exactly what we both needed in order to grow emotionally. We had a lot of fun, met a lot of new people and made many friends. We also met some ass holes, such as the one Matt had a fight with today. The fight was about me; Matt stood up to a bully to defend my honor."At that point, mom reached over the table, took hold of Matt's chin and turning his head from side to side, and examined his face."Probably have a black eye by morning, but not too bad. Is that what happen Matt?"Yes, he.