A deep low moan that signaled a deep need that was going to be satisfied one way or the other.Her hand dropped further into her shorts and she pulled ...hem down slightly to give herself more room. She was going for a few fingers into that wet, hot pussy. First one, then two and curled back to make the best stimulation of her g-spot. He could hear her wetness and he was close himself and wanted to walk down there and cum all over those heaving breasts and look into her green eyes as he did.Her. A little flick of my tongue across your thighs would settle the matter and the pressure from your hand would be forward rather than back. It would be too cumbersome to enjoy your pussy as I want to with your panties drawn to the side, so you'd feel my face draw back, to be replaced by my hands crawling up the outside your thighs, their destination obvious. The thought of me removing your panties and leaving you bare and exposed under your skirt all day would be both terrifying and more arousing. It turned out to be a rather old and noisy bus, with the engine’s vibrations transmitted through to my seat. And that was all it took.I fought so hard to remain quiet. But after my third orgasm, I forced my eyes open. Fortunately, there weren’t many passengers, and most were too engrossed in their phones to notice my predicament. One elderly lady across the aisle was watching me closely, but she smiled in a friendly way when I met her gaze. Then the bus accelerated again, and I had to close my. I immediately fussed, "Sam, no. I can carrymy own backpack."She shook her head no, and said, "Non-negotiable Jordie. I promised youI'd help, but I'm not going to let you hurt yourself. So, hand it over.I'll give it back before we get in sight of the school."I fussed and complained, and then fussed some more. I didn't want hertoting my shit for me... I still unslung the pack off my shoulder andhanded it to her though. At least she knew I was being forced, as if itmattered. She just smirked as.