As the bus started on its way Mas rested her head on my shoulder so I put my arm around her, she looked deep into my eyes and smiled. It was the kind ...f smile that made her whole face light up and I was lost in her big brown eyes. As we looked deep into each others eyes Mas moved her hand and stared to gently rub and fondle my now hardening cock through my jeans. As my cock got harder and harder, I felt her undoing my fly. As she unwrapped my now extremely hard manhood from my jeans, she leaned. She looked at me. Ever since she had started her work on my cock, once or twice, her sari had slid off her shoulder, exposing her rotund boobs packed tightly in her white blouse. And she had again and again brought it back to its position, covering herself properly. But, while she was massaging my cock, and her pallu went down, she did not bother to lift it up. She pretended not to have seen it fall. And her deep, deep cleavage remained exposed and she let me feast my eyes on them as she. "I paused again, wondering if I was perhaps going too far, but I wanted her to know just how I felt. "You know I'm fond of you; but besides all you have done for me as a nurse, you have done things for me inside my heart and head. Besides taking care of my physical needs, you have taken care of my emotional needs."I paused a moment, then continued, "Remember when you came into my room and found me crying?" She nodded her head. "You were wonderful. You were funny and sexy. What you did in front. He walks into the suite behind me and peeps into the slightly cracked door on the right hand side. “Looks like my roommate isn't here,” he says with a mischievous grin. Terrell pushes me roughly against the small area of wall between the bedroom doorways. He plasters his hot hard body against my soft small one and begins passionately kissing me once again. “That means…we can be…as loud…as we want,” he tells me between sloppy tongue filled kisses. Still locked in his working mouth, he places.