Bus 6.30 baje pune se nikalne wali thi. Main source station se bus me baithne wala tha. Bus 6 baje k aaspas office k samne aa gayi thi. Meri seat sabs... aakhri me thi. Bus me sare seats 2 by 2 the. Bus k andar aake main apni jagah pe baith gaya. Koi beautiful girl mere bagal me aake baithe aisi man hi man prarthna main kar raha tha. Bus chutne k liye abhi kuch der thi to main bags adjust kar ke neeche utar gaya.Tabhi ek sleevless top n sexy jeans pehni hui ek ladki bus me chad gayi. Ek bar man. ’ His wink and smile was enough to make me laugh. I head off to the shower in higher spirits that I have been all day long, including the great news at the bank. Twenty minutes later, I am on my way again to the smell of what has to be seven or so potpies. Class, to my immense relief, lets out after only an hour. Before I know it, I am standing in the foyer kicking off my evil heels when a herd of noisy elephant-men burst through the door, hoist me up onto their shoulders and barrel up the. Shortly, I would come to understand just how flexible that nasty looking foreskin was. All in all, it was a work of art, a glorious stiff penis ready to feed a cocksucker and fulfill its sex drive as well as that of the cocksucker. It was a cock that truly deserved to be worshipped, as if it were a God.I moved closer and wrapped my hands around his shaft, fingering the tool and feeling the blood pulsing through the large black shaft. I continued to gaze with lust on the member in my hands and. He gave me a lazy smile in return, pointedly looking slowly up and down my body and letting his smirk grow. ‘Will you just get off me, you prick?’ I snapped. With dismay, I felt a familiar wetness grow between my legs, something that happened annoyingly often when he was doing this. ‘Come on, baby, you know you like it when I do this…’ At this, I renewed my struggles to get out of his grasp, knowing that I couldn’t take much more of this. Knowing it was futile, I retreated to an area where I.