I couldn't tell if she was shocked, or didn't hear me, or was thinking. Until I heard a little moan, and then my name, very faintly.At the same time, ... felt a warm rush in my crotch. It spread down my legs and dripped down off my inner thighs, and made a gentle tinkling sound as it fell into the bowl. I could hear her breath sharpen, quick little gasps as she tried to maintain some control over her bladder, prolonging the fun. After a few seconds, the flow subsided.I had thought about trying to. The fat man sitting to our right is sneaking peeks again. Grinning, I slowly force my new honey to turn to the side so the fat man gets a good view of my fingers playing with her wet pussy. He gets a big stupid smile on his face. Probably hasn’t seen a real pussy in years. I push the girl so her bare bum brushes his bare arm.Finally, the bus reaches our stop. I wipe my fingers on her smock as I steer my new honey to the door and lead her out by the hand. Turning, I wave to the fat man who is. Again I eased off but as she was now thrusting her hips up I took my hands from under her, and placed one thumb on her clitoris, and used the fingers of both hands to really open up her labia. Her juices were flowing now and I licked and sucked at the exposed flesh while rubbing back and forth tenderly on her clitoris with my thumb. Again she started gasping and squealing, and this time I moved my thumb, replacing it with my lips over her erect little soldier, and placed both thumbs into the. I was just finishing off my second glass of wine when I heard the front door, so I took a sexy pose on the settee for when hubby entered. The lounge door opened and I was about to welcome him home when in walked his mate Phil followed by another mate Dave and then hubby. Well panic stricken I jumped up and ran off into the kitchen, the only thing I could find to cover up with was one of hubby’s shirts which was just about long enough to cover down to my stockings before they followed me into.