Both of our shoulders touched occasionally while the bus shacked.I gathered some courage and sat close to her. She took her laptop bag and kept her ha...d around it (like hugging), this made both our shoulders touched completely. I got this as signal and relaxed myself. Few Minutes later, I feel some one dashing my leg. It was Meera again, I turned her and saw but she seems to be relaxed and looks nothing happened. This time with out any hesitation I moved my left leg closer to her right leg, she. What a sight it must have been. A beautiful woman with legs akimbo breathing heavily from an earth shattering orgasm, and some bloke on his knees with juices all over his chin.One figure made their way towards the doors. It wouldn’t be long now before we were evicted. She moved her legs slowly down and recovered her composure. She smiled at me and lent forward. “That was incredible” she said. “Thank you, although I think we’ve only got a few minutes before. He continued the slow torment. How did he know that she liked fighting him, that she liked it rough, especially when she was in this kind of mood. He bent his head, this time sucking one nipple. Her knees buckled slightly, as his teeth bit gently into her flesh. She forced herself not to cry out in pleasure, holding her body as tensely as she could; he guessed and changed his approach, his mouth softening and coaxing, the tip of his tongue teasing her nipple. He released her for long enough to. Jennifer began to cry from the pain in her nose. It felt worse than being punched in the face. The whip mistress released her head and she slumped forward. The nurse then took a piece of material and cut a small hole out of it with a pair of scissors. Jennifer looked at it with curiousity. She watched as the nurse held it up over her nose and adjusted the opening with the scissors. Then the nurse removed the white stick and set it on the cart. The man watched as all this was done, not saying a.