No one seemed to have noticed it or just assumed she was very polite. Men had asked her out on dates, but it wasn't the same. She found herself wantin... them to take charge of her, but she couldn't tell them how she felt which left her unsatisfied.The bus became crowded as it continued towards the center of the city. A fortyish looking white man got on the bus, and seeing no empty seat, stood next to where Shanika sat. He grabbed the metal bar attached to the ceiling for standees to hold and. We returned to our spot for another go. I straightened myself up and waited, and waited. After about 15 minutes a car pulled up. It was driven by a fifty something smarmy guy.“Hello” he said as he wound the window down, sounding like an old English perv.“Who are you, gorgeous”I leaned into the car, not realising until later how much flesh I had on show from behind.“Katie”“Mmmm you are delicious. Not seen you here before”He stared at me, as if sizing me up, I said nothing, just tried to look. We pored drinks and chattered, after some time, Gary obviously nervous to make a move so I asked Monica to go put on her sexy gear, she got her bag and went to the bathroom to change for the afternoon ahead. She emerged in white stockings and suspenders with matching g-string bikini panties with high heels and nothing else, bare breasts hanging. She got on the bed and I told Gary to join her, not to worry about me and just enjoy her. Well he certainly did, they started to kiss, Monica feeling. As I struggled internally, the guy pulled at his fly, revealing his bare crotch (no underpants) - a thick fat sinuous cock with a fat bulbous head, partly covered by his fleshy foreskin, which was retracting with his growing erection to reveal the shiny leaking knob. Holding my head in both of his hands, he guided me down to my knees, my face planted in front of the throbbing dripping monster. The smell of sweaty funk hit me full in the face as his cock slapped against my nose and I gagged,.