"In a little bit. I just need some quiet alone time with you first." I answer. "Please?"She drops her towel and climbs in beside me.She snuggles clo...e to me. Her skin feels so nice against mine."You know, I ..." she begins.I put a finger on her lips. "Shhh. Humor me please. I need this." I cut her off. Her mind's still going a million miles an hour.I kiss her softly and stroke her hair. She kisses me. We look into each other's eyes. She's starting to relax a little.I take her hand in. I forced my tongue into her mouth and sucked on her tongue and she started moaning.“Fuck you Rahul. Fuck you” she spat and I moved down to her breasts and sucked on her right nipple and she moaned loudly for me. I moved to her left nipple and did the same. I moved down to her leggings and kissed her pussy through her leggings.“Priya …I will remove these off…don’t you dare to kick me or else I may have to hurt you which I don’t want to do?” I said sternly. She didn’t say anything and as I slowly. The daily bus drivers don’t drive the activity busses! I looked back at the older bus driver and he had a shocked look on his face as if he thought he’d never see me again. And then he smiled a little. I was frozen until a kid came up behind me and pushed me. “Move, faggot!” I sat in my designated seat behind the creepy, perverted bus driver. I was so scared. Then I thought, He wouldn’t touch me; he would lose his job. And in this economy, who could afford that? Before I knew it, I was. He slowly started kissing her neck, her earlobes until she was moaning with desire. His hands went to her back and he deftly unclipped her bra, her breasts springing loose from their confines. And he bent his head to gently lick and suck one nipple while the other was attended by his hands. Pressing her nipple and then rolling it between his thumb and forefinger. Fran, leaning her head back, moaned and squirmed as her desire mounted. She couldn’t believe how horny he was making her. She wanted.