The bus was still pretty much empty."What time is it?" I asked her between breaths."Time to make you my slut." she said and bit on his neck and sucked...She continued necking me and rubbing my cock for another 15-20 minutes. I was so scarred that I couldn’t even moan!Then she told me to put my hand around her. The arm rest between us was already pulled back."Don't just sit there you slut. Serve my boobs"I put my one arm around her and then both my hands under her shirt. I pulled her bra under the. Now I was fingering myself inside my short skirt. I never wore panties when I visited my Master. I wanted to taste my Daddy. I struggled to pull His trousers down and off. Oh, it was nice. His prick gets so rigid, curving out from His shaved balls. I think I make Him harder than He's ever been. I just bet I do. It was stiff and the mushroom tip was getting purple. Just a drop of wetness was leaking out and I touched my tongue to it. He tastes so good. Yummy. My fingers were tickling His meatus. She looked up and down the carriage. I was expecting her to leave or sit well away from me but no, this well toned brunette wearing a pleated sports skirt,white blouse (two top buttons undone) and tennis shoes sat directly opposite me.Jana placed her racquet bag next to her on the seat and removed a Sun newspaper. She began reading.I buried my head in my copy of Top Gear. As the train pulled out, she made a show out of turning the page. I lifted my head, only to notice that her legs were. I kept working on his cock with my mouth, getting a big mouthful of his salty precum as I continued to stroke up and down the massive shaft. I reached behind me and got a condom and the bottle of lube off the nightstand as he slid a second finger into me. I yelped with a little pain as his large fingers continued to open me wider than ever before. I couldn’t stand it any longer, and I knew he was dying to fuck my tight little ass, so I rolled a condom down the huge cock that had been in my.