She got off saying I’ll be back and went inside bathroom, after few mins she came out wiping her face with a towel. Now she had changed her dress an... was wearing a loose half sleeve V neck t-shirt and shorts. Sitting opposite side she showed her cleavage and was rubbing her hands on her knees slowly. I was clear about her intensions. So even I started fixing my eyes upon her breasts, she was now completely aware of my intensions. we were quiet for some mins than she broke up asking what are you. Only a gentle, quiet sob, dictated by my occasional squeezing of her wet pussy and the rapid movement of her tits under a white, thin T-shirt revealed that she was a living being, not some sexy pleasure doll with an artificial gaze looking through me. I felt that without saying a word, she completely surrendered to me.The next moment I heard myself, like someone else, say: -We are coming out here!I literally took her off the bus, gripping her upper arms tightly, and then dragged her about ten. And my penis felt like it was about to explode. I had never felt it feel so big in all my 12 years. "Is it alright if I take your panties off now? I asked her. She said, OK. My god, I was about to do it, and she didn't mind. I placed my thumbs on each side of her elastic, and pulled them down passed her knees, and down to her feet. I got her to step out of them, and there in front of me was the most gorgious site I had ever seen. Short sandy hair, blue eyes, little pink nipples that. Since our late teens, we have always been attracted to the same type of women. We used to date & share a lot of them also, by means of we look very much alike with the same type of build & we attracted the same type of girls, ones that loved to have a good time & fuck. Occasionally we would get into fights about certain women we thought to have really cared for etc. etc. But now that we are in our late thirties we've mellowed out, married & settled down......or so I thought. Recently my.