I was late for work again. When I reached the corner, I saw my bus and the last passengers getting into it at the bus stop, pulled out and at the last moment managed to squeeze in between the closing doors and the back of the girl who entered the last one. I stood on the lowest step, buried my face in her lower back, breathing heavily. People were chock, go far, and I decided to squeeze somewhere deep in the bus. He squeezed his hand between the girl's thigh and the handrail grabbed him and began to squeeze up. He asked the girl far away whether she should go. She answered that far. “Let's move on,” I suggested. “Let's do it,” she agreed. We changed places and with great difficulty I began to move deeper into the bus, and behind me she moved closely. We squeezed on the back platform, right to the rear window in the far corner, I missed it against the wall and stood next to me, putting my elbows on the walls of the bus, pushing people away from it. She stood with her back facing the window.

Then we drove in silence, people were arriving and soon they were not strong enough to hold their strength. I was pressed down to her tight. I pressed a member to her ass, the bus shook, her ass rubbed against me and I started to get up a member, at first I coped with it, seizing the moment put my hand into my pants and put it vertically up, so it was easier to restrain him in a slightly swollen state , and then I thought, “What the hell, well, alive, I, a normal man, would rather have to worry if I didn’t get up” and relaxed. A member stood up, stood up to a wooden stiffness. I saw how the neck of a girl standing in my face turned pink. She turned her head, began to look to the side, I saw her tense face. "Sorry, alive because:" - whispered to her, he nodded slightly, and immediately relaxed, the bus started off, they pressed me to her more and suddenly she closed her eyes. Our hands were lying on the handrail tight with each other, her hand slipped on mine and immediately I felt her ass pressed against me, the bus swayed, and she gently rubbed her ass on my embarked member. Squeezing my hand in time.

I bent my head and pressed my cheek to her cheek, almost resting my head on her shoulder, she sighed and her other hand slid down and lay on my thigh, for a while she stroked my thigh with my palm, then lifted her above and put it on by the time the eggs are tightly pressed against the penis. I was very good, I transferred the weight to the left hand which she held in hers and the other one hugged her. She slightly moved away from the wall and I immediately slipped my hand over the lapel of the dress, there was something that many only dream of. The bra was not her bare breasts were elastic perfect shape sphere with a large base, 2nd size, large nipple slid between my fingers. She shuddered and, bending, strongly rubbed her ass on my dick. Then she pulled back slightly and put her hand on my penis, squeezing it lightly, pulled down the zipper on my pants.

Having released him from the trousers, taking in her hand, she smiled: “Big” - she said quietly. And clasping her palm began to caress him, moving the skin from the head and returning it to its place. The member was wet, and, probably, iron to the touch. I stood, head down, eyes closed, losing the reality of what was happening. He groped her ear, clasped it, bit it slightly, and then began to lick the shell of it. Every movement of my tongue wave responded in her body. I caressed her chest, squeezing her nipple between her fingers, squeezing it slightly. Then he slid down hot, dry skin. She untied the belt on the dress and without meeting resistance, my hand slipped down the flat stomach on her pubis under the fabric of the panties, her hair was very soft, stroking the pubis pressing it slightly, sank below. His middle finger slid over his big lips to the ass. Everything was wet and hot, in shorts was just a puddle.From the ass went up, spreading his lips with a finger, rose to the clitoris, pressing on him began to stroke this tubercle hiding in the folds, stroking it and pressing it, in a circle and from the bottom up. Then I completely disconnected from the outside world, I lived with her clitoris, her slightly quivering body. She breathed softly and hard, closing her eyes and slightly opening her mouth.

My dick quietly moved in her compressed palm, the rhythm came, literally a minute later I felt her stretch out into a string, sobbing softly, bowed her head to the front, rested her forehead on the glass, just sat down and spread her hips, and squeezed my hand on the handrail. “Finishing,” I heard her whisper. She flinched several times, and weakened. She stood with her eyes closed, clinging to a wet forehead, smiling. Taking a deep breath let go of my slightly limp member, and turned to face me. She put her head on my shoulder, pressed her breast against mine, and froze like that. Then she took me by the penis with her other hand. With two movements she returned her stiffness and leaned back to look at the people standing next to her. Nobody suspected anything, no one even stood facing us. Then she looked straight into my eyes and began to gently lift the hem of the dress up.

My heart almost jumped out of my chest. Without looking away from my eyes, she lifted the dress and lowered her panties down, then took me by the dick and lifted her tiptoe and, putting the member between her legs, dressed in it. Her eyes immediately closed. Member entered tight despite the sea between her legs. I thought that I would finish right away, but after a few movements, I realized that everything was in order, everything was under control, the bus was swaying, we didn’t have to move practically, we were so excited, these small movements were more than enough. With one hand, she unbuckled my belt and pants. Then, hugging me, she put her palms on my buttocks and pressing slightly, set the pace. Her head lay on my shoulder, I buried my face in her hair, so we drove for about three minutes, four, when she stretched out again, her vagina tightly wrapped around my penis. I was already waiting for this word, I brought my ear to her lips.

“Finishing,” she whispered. And I felt the rhythmic contractions of her vagina, waves surging in her body. She sighed, relaxed having pressed herself to me with her whole body stopped. Then, a little moved on my penis, a sweet wave spread over me. I squeezed my eyes tightly, bit my lip, she looked into my face and quietly moved her hips, I opened my eyes, she looked at me point-blank, slightly leaning on my penis, after a while her look lost its meaning, her eyes turned thin. “Now, just a little more,” she whispered. And when her vagina squeezed my cock, he exploded, "Finishing" we whispered at the same time. For some time, we stood still, then she moved her hips and let go of my limp cock to freedom, right there the pants slid down my legs.

Squinting down she smiled.