It was like a movie. The wind blew her hair just enough to show her neck line as it waved in the breeze. Today she was wearing a purple v neck t-shirt...and Black calf length yoga pants and a pair of running shoes. She had a pair of earphones in listening to who knows what. But like said she was walking towards the back of the bus and there were only a couple of seats available for which the one next to me was open. I tried not to look to excited but I only hoped she chose to sit next to me. Their tongues were intertwined, and his hands started to explore her body. He’d seen her so often but had never had the pleasure of touching those breasts, of feeling that ass, it all felt so good, just as good as he had imagined a thousand times before.She loved it, she loved his hands on her, her hands in his hair, on his neck, his shoulders. Feeling his muscles like that made her even hotter and wetter than she already was. His arms were amazing, the muscle, the hardness of him felt so good. ..see you are glad I'm home, too." She stood up, removed the camisole, and tossed it over my head, asking, "Does this turn you on?" I told her it did, ad did her going braless, her pantyhose, and her heels. "Oh..well here," she said as she stepped back into her heels. I unzipped my pants, and my erection popped out at her. She moved close and rubbed her pantyhosed thigh against it. I caressed her breasts and nipples with both hands as she put her arms around my neck. "Oh, Trev...I'm SO wet...do. I keep them shaved for her. She licks them eagerly like a melting ice cream cone. I lean forward resting on my forearms. My hard cock is against her left tit. My eyes are fixed on her fingers strumming her cum soaked clit, poking out from her cream covered hood.She opens her mouth and takes my balls into her. She spits them out. “Doesn’t the pie look good? Don’t you want to get a good look at it?” Her right hand is behind my back. She pulls my chest down on her. My face is inches from her cream.