We started to chit chat from messages. I shifted to last but one row which was totally empty asked her to shift her seat to back seat as the other lad... can have comfortably sleep by stretching the side seat. She was worried if bus guys or anyone notice or says why she has shifted her seat, I said as most of the seats were empty and no one cares and it was around 12:00 pm, everyone in good sleep, she moved to last row of the bus and I asked her shall I? Most of the seats are empty no one cares.. . . dicking that muthafucka . . . right! Awwwww! Yeah, like that! MMMMMMFFF!” A stud with a huge cock and dressed only in a hard hat clutched her head and sluiced his dickmeat between Jamaica’s full lips. She slobbered loudly and noisily as she took the mouthfucking. Her preference was clear: A long line of dudes masturbated as they waited to ream her poopchute, while only one man got his cock sucked. It was a subtle difference that would be reversed when they got to the voracious cocksucker. She was moaning hard… “Ahhhhh!!” then started kissing her deep navel area she was moaning hard and hard…then I removed her saree and jump on her boobs…pressing heard over blouse then sucking…A fluid is coming out of her breast…it was milk surly…then I put my hand busy to pressing her pussy over petticoat. She was moaning hardly…enjoying the new sex…the I untie her petticoat an she had removed her blouse…there were 2 pair of white melon in front of my mouth. She then place my hand on her breast. " I say as I follow their directions., eventually finding the door and some chair next to it. sitting down I let out a sigh, checking the wall clock I could see I was 5 minutes early to my interview time. Opening my bag I pull out my paperwork, checking just in case I forgot something.Well, I didn't forget any paperwork, but as I shifted in my seat I realised I did forget two things.Some panties, and some stockings.Closing my eyes and hating myself I took a deep breath and tried to keep calm..