When she scooted over and asked me to join her I could hardly refuse, or even believe my luck. "You ride this bus everyday don't you?" She said ...losing her book. I shifted my book bag to my feet and sat my grocery bag on my lap. "Yeah…you do too don't you? It's nice to see a familiar face after a long day of school and work isn't it?" "Yeah it is." She said giggling a little. She poked my groceries and asked. "You got quite a bag full there. You shop for more than. Then when she finished withher legs she turned to around and I got the view I had been waiting for full frontal nudity . She was looking straight ahead she got more lotion on her hands and started to applyit slowly over her breasts, her breast were full and round , but they didn't sag , she moved her hands around them working her way to her nipples , all the while humming some tune . When she finally got to nipples she quit humming and let out a faint moan as she worked the lotion around. Tom likes them so they can stay. My legs are my best feature. They are long, adding height to my 5'9" frame. In fact, I do not need to wear heels; I intimidate people enough as it is. I have shoulder-length blonde, wavy hair and green eyes. I could definitely model if I wanted to be critiqued every day of my life, but I do not. Tom and I started dating about five years ago. He is a middle-aged, successful attorney. Tom has some grey hair, he's 6'3", in good shape, and has a large cock. He could. We embraced each other and let our tongues caress one another. I began my steady, rhythmic, thrusts as we tried desperately to grind our hips together as hard as we could. My head began swimming in the thoughts of how turned on we were making each other. As we kept going at it, I positioned myself back on my knees so I could have a look at her body, but especially to watch my now glistening cock pump itself in and out of her now swollen pink pussy. From that position I also got to breathe in.