All we wanted was peace, relaxation, and... some fun. "Hallo. Wie geht's?" A hardy voice behind us. We turned and as Teutonic a specimen of German hea...lth as you could imagine greeted us. "Ich heisse Christoph. Oder "Tophi"." He laughed at his nickname. He was tall, heavy set beneath the winter jacket that enveloped him, and had a hail-fellow-well-met demeanour which put us both at ease. From our fumbling German, he quickly discerned that English would be a preferred language for us. "Yes, the. "She has turned me into a poet." He slipped off the briefs. He stood there, his pulse racing, his cock roaring with desire, precum pooling on his tip. What was she thinking? What was she feeling? The curiosity was making him almost crazed. He had to know. He had to. But he remained silent, giving her the space to explore her feelings. She got up, circling around him, eyeing every inch of him as if he were Michelangelo's David. He stared back at her breasts, ass, and legs shamelessly. Imagine. We reached the bus stop and there was about 3 other people waiting they were all Black men ages between 18 and 50. We waited around 5 minutes and our bus came, as I got on I could see that it was standing room only and I went and stood in the aisle, Brian paid and I found myself stood on my own as it had filled up while Brian was paying.I saw Brian who was stood to one side of the bus and could see me, he was smiling a wicked smile and then I felt it. A hand on my back from behind me I froze. I could barely breath, but managed to stay there long enough to make her cum again. She finally released her grip on my hair and I smiled up at her. She informed me she had never been made to cum like that before and that I was gonna be a very busy man the next two days. I informed her that I had planned on being very busy and not only with my tongue.At that I moved up between her legs and glided my now very erect cock into her and shoved it deep. It felt so good and went in so deep and fast. I.