He was almost kissing her hair and hair, which must be turning on Ammi.I thought nobody was seeing. The guy next to Ammi, i.e., to her right, was watc...ing these things. He, too, wanted some ‘service.’ So he moved immediately next to Ammi very cleverly without giving anyone a clue.He brought his hands and probably put on Ammi’s bosom. I couldn’t see, but his one hand was somewhere on Ammi.It was almost 7 and pitch dark with only a few lights on the bus. Now the guy behind did one more daring. "my fanny is getting moist" , She refused me touching her , too much at this stage but this also was hot. She then got faster and her face was red , my belly was moving up and down as I was taking more air through excitement, she said " you gonna spurt" - as her hand was going very fast now , "I joked, I am going to paint my ceiling" - she went as fast as she could - and that was incredibly fast , I was grunting and my stomach was up and down motion in breathing in unbelievable pleasure , just. Then Ishtu said something that blew my fuses; Was her boobs like mine; she said it with so much innocence that it was infinitely horny. I took a quick glimpse at her boobs and noticed for the first time that her boobs were quite big and looked to be jutting out of her chest. But I immediately turned the other way, a little embarrassed. She insisted;Tell me na! Was her boobs like mine? “How can I say!! It is inside your top”. “Ok, you can at least touch them and then tell me”. Now my breath was. ‘Momma, where are you!’ she screamed, pushing her dark, dingy hair out of her face, her green eyes shimmering with the tears she had yet to shed. ‘Momma, Eli’s hungry!’ The young girl crashed into something hard and tall. She looked up and gasped. ‘I’m sorry mister!’ she apologized ‘Don’t worry about it. Are you looking for your mother?’ the man asked. She nodded. ‘Eli’s hungry,’ she repeated. ‘Who’s Eli?’ ‘My brother,’ the girl answered. She backed away slightly as the man knelt down in.