- And how many years?

Grinning, because it seems to be asking such a question too late, Natasha did not blink an eye:

- Sixteen.

The answer seemed to excite him even more. Mmm, the girl bit her lip when he painfully squeezed her nipples.

Leaning on his chest with her hands, she pulled away.

- The bus will leave!

He pressed her close and kissed her neck, whispering in her ear:

- Yes, do not break ...

Pulling away again, she objected:

- Well, really, there is no time!

- Yes, we are fast!

And he began to unbutton his shorts. But then she put her left hand on the zipper.

- And money?

He was momentarily speechless.

- Oh you slut! Well you yourself flowed!

But she put her right palm to his face and adamantly shook her finger, then re-imaged the money bill and showed the number to her fingers.

- The slut is juvenile, to grab you, to drag for the trees ...

- And our things will leave without us.

Objecting in a calm voice and slightly bowing her head to the side, Natasha slowly lowered her hand to her right pocket. The guy looked into her eyes, clinging to shorts and did not see how she put her hand in there. In his pocket was a button knife.

In the twilight in his face, he smiled cheekily on his belt. Directly above the juicy chest that he just squeezed with gusto. A crumpled T-shirt knotted up revealing a seductive girl's tummy. Time was running fast.

- I want you!

With her left hand, Natasha calmly showed three fingers. The right one remained in the pocket.

With a decisive movement, he opened his belt bag and took out some more crumpled bills. Turning them to the light and counting, Natasha hid the money in her left pocket. Without losing time, the guy put his hands on her shoulders and pressed, dropping her on his knees, directly opposite his rearing jeans. The light of the mobile phone in his hand snatched his face for a moment, checking the time, he said:

- We have five minutes! And if I do not suddenly finish ...

- We'll finish on the bus.

She, too, wasted no time, yanked her belt and in one motion unbuttoned the button, she pulled the zipper with her teeth, glanced up - the dark silhouette rose above her, shielding her from the lighted parking lot. Stroking a hard dick with her left hand, the girl with her right hand groped several condoms in a bag, pulled out one, tearing the wrapper, pressed the latex ring to her head with her lips, and now he pressed her hand on the back of her head, putting her mouth on the dick. But as soon as Natasha rolled the condom over the entire length and moistened it, the guy for the armpits pulled it up, putting it on its feet:

- Turn around!

And pulling her shoulder, he turned her back to himself, slapping her ass from the bottom of her heart as she turned. Mmmm! Making a strangled moan, the girl shuddered and bit her lip. Quickly dropped the bag and pulled the shorts down to her hips, lifting up her jersey and sweatshirt. In the darkness only her naked body turned white, at that moment it looked like an ancient Greek statue from behind. But her partner was far from classical art, lust was raging in him.

Grasping his hips tightly, he pressed his member against her bottom and parted his narrow lips with his head, with a strong impetus he entered her, as if piercing through. Fortunately for Natasha, not only the penis was properly moistened with her tongue, but she herself got wet quickly, whatever you say, but she liked rough caresses when the guy pestered her, it was also shameless to pleasantly take in her mouth, kneeling in bushes near the parking lot and from the burning ringing slap on the body like hot waves of excitement spread like circles on the water.

Having bent her back, Natasha podmahivala ass, selflessly, with pleasure, with each push she started more and more, feeling how tense cock inside rubs on her pulsating flesh and fills it all entirely, as if stretching to the limit and threatening to break. Natasha's chest swayed and the pendant clinked in unison. Sweatshirt slid down her arms, exposing her shoulders.She squeezed her left breast with her right hand, dropping her left between her legs and playing with the little ring. Somewhere behind the noisy highway was noisy.

Having opened her mouth, the girl began to moan softly, licking the lips with the tip of the tongue, the pleasure poured over her body and was about to flood her. The guy, having pressed her to himself, firmly pressed her mouth with his hand, but also quickly approached the stormy finale, breathing heavily and furiously pounding her penis every time faster and faster. To speed things up, Natasha cramped her hips, squeezing him even tighter. Mmmm! Yes! Yes!

But then there was a horn their bus.

Natasha bit her gagged fingers and arched, in an instant she slipped out of tight embraces, jerked her shorts. No sooner had he come to his senses as she picked up her bag and threw it over her shoulder to the parking lot.

- Damn!

Pulling on his pants as he went, he rushed after her.

Natasha ran out into the world barely having time to fasten her shorts and waved the bus to the bus — there was still not enough for him to leave now! At that moment, the male hand familiarly grabbed the girl by the hair from behind, turning her face to her, the boy hissed through his teeth:

- Bitch!

Natasha hugged him in his belt, dragging him to the bus and clinging to him whispered:

- Just a little bitch.

He let go of her hair and lowered his hand from the back of his head to his back and lower, painfully pinching his ass. They walked quickly, and he did not stop at the door, pawing her under her sweatshirt, and squeezing Natasha's ass under her bag, dangling in time with the steps.

The motor rumbled at idle and everyone was sitting on the ground for a long time, when he pushed her ass with a hand and let Natasha into the salon and entered after him. The driver immediately began taxiing onto the highway.

The bus continued on its way.

Without waiting for everyone to fall asleep, the girl had already put her hand into the jeans of the guy impatiently fidgeting on the seat next to her. Looking around with an innocent look on her face, Natasha began to stroke and caress the penis with her hand, throwing off her sneakers and putting her right leg on the seat, she hugged her with her right hand, the sweatshirt thrown over her shoulder covered her palm, already frankly pawing her thigh and crotch.

Motor rumbled. The cabin was dark again. The passengers gradually calmed down. The speeding bus was shaking a little.

A succession of lights gave way to darkness, and a far-off daybreak dawned on the horizon behind. Natasha leaned over to the guy took his penis out of his pants, ran her hand up and down a couple of times and kissed the head, put on a new condom. Although both of them had not slept for a long time, they did not feel tired from arousal, if we finish what we have begun - now. So familiar excitement and euphoria from the violation of the prohibitions that Natasha felt every time she did something contrary to the norms of morality and the framework of what was permitted, now flooded her with a new force, intoxicating and spurring. Natasha loved to overcome the limits, pushing the boundaries of the unknown, opening new horizons ...

... and just taking pleasure in your own endless depravity. In addition, they paid for it. Licking the latex-covered dick from top to bottom and swallowing up to the throat a couple of times, she had already habitually plentifully moistened it.

Smiling to her ears, Natasha straightened up, lifted her ass from the seat and pulled off her long-unbuttoned shorts, after a long petting she was ready for action ...

... and left a mark on the seat. Unfortunately, the shorts also had time to get wet. Then, as quietly as she could, she stood up and turned to the aisle and moved her ass to the knees of the guy who had caught her by the hips, she had to crouch low, pressing one hand into her seat so as not to rise above the backs of the chairs. Not the most comfortable posture, but spreading her legs and putting her other hand under her, she sent her dick to her pussy and sat on it. Mmm, it was so nice that Natasha closed her eyes and for a while simply enjoyed the feeling of fullness from the inside. Wiggling and shaking the bus added to the fullness of sensations, something unthinkable during sex "on hard ground." The flickering light from the window cast glints on the smooth but sweat-shiny buttocks.

Meanwhile, men's hands walked over her strong hips, ... Read more →