I had no problem with the terms and conditions of the lease and work agreement. I would be able to move in this weekend. My first month living with th...m my grades had picked back up, I was enjoying the way Mrs. Jones barley wore anything around the house after a hard day at work. She had a pair of shorts that barely covered her round plump bottom; she would sit and with TV with her legs wide open. Most of the time I would catch a glimpse of her pretty white pussy, I would jack my fat black. Her stats were (34-30-32) damn firm boobs and really curvy ass.She has a dusky skin tone which makes her even more attractive. I suddenly started to feel uneasy. I just looked around the seats were empty. I was wondering why did she book a seat near a male passenger. I thought maybe in the upcoming stops the bus might get full.Maybe by the time she booked her ticket, all the other seats would have been occupied. We were in the second last row. And behind us there was nobody. There was just one. Perhaps she was a little too enthusiastic in her movements, because her crop top caught on a snag and ripped off. I got my first good look at two of the most beautiful chunks of meat I've ever seen in my life.Even hanging straight down below her as she crawled through, they were not even jiggling that much. They looked to be at least a double handful or quad mouthful or whatever it takes to drive sane men wild."Oops", she said, making a feeble attempt to cover herself as she crawled between her. The universe would have to kill me to make me leave this angel of happiness. She took my face between her hands and said, “Please take me – right now. I need you inside me and I know that this is how it’s supposed to happen.” Her arms urged me back into position, but I slid away to further prepare her with my mouth.Jennifer was built for sex.Her opening, framed by a light covering of soft, blond hair, opened into a roomy canal just begging for Mr. Johnson to make himself at home. I could look.