As he got to school, pissed that he missed his first class, and he tried his best not to ogle over the flesh of all of the perfect bodied women in the...school he could never have. There was Madison, a tall, 5'6'' raven haired bitch, that seemed to be addicted to knee and thigh socks as she proudly walked around the school, which she thought she ran, but with her 38C-24-36 frame, pale skin overly short skirts, and deep cut shirts, all with her patented socks many people just let her continue down. She admires the fine features of his face that is like an African tribal mask, carved from ebony wood.Matilda lifts up the armrest that separates their comfortable seats and sinks into hers. She enjoys the warmth radiating from the man muscular body and naughtily makes use of the bus bumping motion to ride her bottom to touch his musdular thigh.This bumpy stretch of the highway pushes her bottom more firmly against her man. Riding the bumps, she enjoys what her bum is feeling for her. As the. After setting the jar down, I put my dry hand on Bailey's ass. She pushed her hips up, making her pussy available to my touch. I placed the middle finger of my right hand on her anus, leaving it there for a second. Drifting downward, I used two fingers to split her pussy lips open. One finger circled her entrance before dipping in an inch. Bailey moaned; a quick lift of her ass pushed me another inch inside. My dick could have punched holes through the cabin walls. Bailey moved her ass. Ronald wasn't sure if he was hearing right, but he did what she asked. When he uncovered his eyes, the southern vixen was standing in front of him and there was no doubt about it this time, she was wearing the same smirk on her face he had seen twice out in the gym when she caught him watching. He watched her as she stared at his name embroidered on his company shirt."So Ronald, if I may call you Ronald?" she smiled "Do you like what you see?"The question caught him by surprise. At first he.