My partner, my lover. My consort, my whore.She peels her sweater from her body and pulls my head to her breasts. She runs her fingers over my smooth, ...ald pate, murmuring words of love and lust. I lick, I bite, I nibble... she bends to kiss my head then nip my ear. She has unzipped her slacks. She takes one of my hands and guides me to the inviting slick warmth of her pussy.I draw back to watch her face as she makes her next move.With her hand on mine, she leads my finger up and down the. We looked around once in a while just to check if ppl are staring at us. Luckily we didn’t get noticed. I inserted my left hand in her top. And my right had in her bottom. I was pressing her breasts, pinching her nipples and same time, I started inserting my middle finger in her vagina. She started pressing my cock above my jean. I was fully erect. And very hard. She gave a kinky smile.We were breathing heavily. Due to the noise of the bus, we were not audible. Her juices were flowing through. My tits looked great in this dress, the material being quite thin so my nipples showed well. This little dress was skin tight, sure to get attention.Thinking about it, nobody was going to give a shit what I wore if I actually went through with this, but first impression was everything. I guarantee every man will have his eyes on me as I enter the theater, if I don't chicken out and if they're not all gay.I started having second thoughts so I poured myself a very strong rum and coke and downed. They were trying hard to escape taking advantage of the sliding surface of the walls but my rod held them tight enough and used them as rollers of support. Now I started moving my torso to and fro with great speed….. sumya is jumping up and down with my strong strokes and is equally challenging my rod with upward thrusts with her tender pink pussy. She was screaming…more….ahaaaaaaaaaaa. ayyommaaaaaaaaaaaa……haiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii….. karthik…….ram my cunt……..tear it with your mighty rod……With these.