Dipping the tip of my finger into your hole, you gasp gripping the bed sheet. Taking my finger out quickly before you start grinding on it, I move to ...our thighs massaging them, running my hands back and forth. Digging my fingers in, back and forth, side to side. I get off your legs, flip you over and straddle your stomach.I massage your right breast, missing your nipple completely, using both hands on one, making sure to get every ounce. Your back arches into my hands. Your hands are on my. Soon I packed my bags and was waiting for the journey to start. Her mom asked me to take care of her (as this was her first individual journey without parents). We boarded the bus and she took the upper coach and I took a parallel upper coach. The bus started.I was staring at her boobs. She sensed it and came to my coach sat next to me. She said, “I am yours completely now.” I slowly started kissing her cheeks, ears, nose, and lips. We both lip locked for another five minutes. I started. And did it ever take him over!The price of gold couldn't interest John in the slightest anymore because the blond lady had managed to attract his attention pretty damn easily.After all, she had slipped off her pumps under the table and, legs spread, put her nylon-clad feet on the table. With her left hand she kneaded her breasts and with her right hand she rubbed her crotch through her skirt as her toes curled. She then pulled her skirt up, exposing her white lace panties; panties with an ever. I could tell I was smiling when I appliedthe lipstick and made kissy faces at myself in the mirror.I winked andmock flirted with myself, rubbing my hands on my stuffed tits, eyeingthe red nail polish in the reflection. I noticed that my hard-on hadreturned with a vengeance. I wanted to masturbate, to enjoy that sweetrelease as Sue, but I still had a little further to go.I walked back into the room and went back to the lingerie drawer.Sitting on the bed, I made sure my nails were dry before.