Still, it was possible that we could use the front one as cover from the back one, making the front one choose between getting damaged or getting in t...e back one’s way.That was what you were supposed to do in a swordfight when you were facing two men. If you were a better swordsman, you tried to take one out immediately. If you could do that then you concentrated on the second one. If you were faster than them, you tried to move to where one of them was in the middle, keeping the other one from. Suddenly, he threw himself toward me, and forcefully entered his tongue into my mouth. I groaned, tasting him. That familiar, wonderful taste I had grown to attuned to. I felt his hands exploring me, specifically stopping to grab my ass repeatedly. I pulled away. “I have to go.” He forced his mouth back on mine, our tongues dancing together. I gave it no more thought. “Fuck it. I can call in sick.” I kissed him, and wrapped my arms around his neck. I felt him push his already rock hard cock. This bus, unlike the first one, was full and then some. All the seats were taken and most of the places for passengers to stand and hang on in the aisle were also in use. They were packed in like sardines.I found a pole I could hang onto and tried my best to stand still as the bus sped up and braked, and sped up and braked, over and over through rush hour traffic. I noticed that nobody looked at anyone else and for awhile it was like being alone in a crowded bus.That feeling went away when I. ..In my dream world you were visiting me and had been waiting for me in your hotel room. When I enter, you take a long look at me and without a word (somehow in my fantasies we never speak when we meet) you get rid of most of my clothes and tie my hands behind my back. At this time I would be kneeling on the floor, where you've pushed me and now you simply unzip your fly and let your jeans freely slide down your legs. I don't even have time to see how big you really are or object against it, as.