She was wearing a loose salwar and kurta so when she was entering in bus I saw her juicy boobs for just a second.She came inside and was standing face...to me after she turned. The bus was full so our bodies were contacting each other. When she was turning my hands accidently touched her boobs, I was feeling like never. I said “sorry” she said “its ok”. After she turned, i tried to touch her ass that was in good round shaped. After that I couldn’t control myself, and was trying to push my cock. I blanched, "I-the day!" I said quickly.Suddenly, I felt the somewhat familiar weight on my chest. I looked down andsighed. My breasts were back, heavy and round on my slight, girlish frame,hanging naked and proud. My shaggy, straw-blonde hair rustled against theback of my neck and obscured my vision slightly, causing me to bat it asideresignedly. My pants slipped slightly, but I tried to catch them."You might as well let them go," Melinda said, grinning suddenly as sheunbuttoned her own jeans.. Well, what about Brutus? She thought suddenly. She had had sex with the hulking black stud on two occasions since the excursion to town, but Brutus was a bit skittish about getting it on with the boss's daughter, and besides, Melanie had been so busy "expanding her horizons" that she hadn't had many chances for repeat performances.She rapidly darted downstairs and out the front door, crossing around to the back of the house toward the barn, where Brutus usually hung out. Sure enough, he was. .. I’m honored, Alana! Really.”“Cool. But all right, enough suspense. Go on with your story. And stop hogging the joint!”I sniffed and passed it to her. “So okay, we’ll go with that: Heather is ‘out there’. And I guess the simplest thing to say is just to answer your question: yeah, we have talked about doing something like that.”“Right on,” she breathed. “So she wasn’t just dancing that way for a little fun.”“Probably not.”“Maybe you couldn’t see it, since you were behind her,” Alana said,.