It was nearing midnight and he hadn't found the right kind of poor sap yet.He wanted it. Fuck. He needed it. The thrill. The rush. He loved finding th... perfect mark. It wasn't anything perverse or sexual. It was just good, clean fun. The kind that left him with a high that lasted almost all week. Sweet, precious time he savored and languished in as much as he could.He took a deep breath through his nose and let the long sigh out over the top of his beer. Thirty more minutes and he'd give it up. . Ise doran mai ny us ki bra nikal de or us k boobs k darmian us ko chatny lagà uuufff aaahhh ooohhh kia hamhy thy.Us ny foran mera pant nikal deya or mery lun ko bhooki sherni ki trha choosny lagi or mery lun k sar pr aram sy katny lage ooohh …… Mai ny us ki shalwar ko nikal deya or 69 position mai foran aagy … Us my muj sy kahan k mery choot ko choso …… Mujy pehly ajeeb laga lakin jb mai ny us k garam choot pr zaban rakh le tho us ka maaza heee kuch oorrr tha uufffff ……. Wo. Mery lund ko pora. Hispace quickened with each city block. At first I could not believe I wason a crowded bus letting some stranger take me to heaven, but eventuallyall thoughts left my mind as my climax shot through my body likefireworks on a hot July evening.As I climaxed I lost my grip on the bar above me and fell into his lap.I could feel the hard ridge of his cock through my skirt. As my cuntcontinued to contract and the bus swayed I slowly rocked myself on histhick rod. I heard him suck in a breath and one. ?What? You bastard,? and she lunged at him, raining blows about his face, he stepped back, surprised and regaining his composure and felled her with a punch.?Hah hah hah? laughed the General, ?woman trouble, Crawley? just get the sample, where is it??Crawley looked to the trolley and then quickly around the room.?Is this what you want?? and Suzzanne held up the injector.?Give it to me Midsummer? and he held out his hand.?Come get it Crawley? she taunted and he began to move towards her.?STOP?.