I miss when you would ride me you would sit straight up massaging your big tits and you would lick and suck on your own nipples.i miss seeing you walk... around in your panties and i could see your hairy pussy peeking out. i miss havng your dirty panties and pantyhose to smell your sweet musky smelling pussy when i didnt have you. i miss cumming on your panties thinking of you. i miss how it would turn you on knowing i loved the smell of your pussy and would jack off with your panties. i miss the. You’ve got this bus everyday for the last two years and Its always been busy with old people taking up every seat but recently this bus has been a double decker so you have the entire top row to yourself. So your waiting at the bus stop and as usual the bus is late and your getting colder by the second. Breathing into your hands you try and warm yourself up, when the bus turns around the corner to your delight. You fumble with your wallet as try to get the bus fare and step aboard as it pulls. It is my first story. You can reply me back on Coming to the story, this happened 2 years ago. I have a very close friend named Neha. She was my besties ex-gf, we became very close then, even after she broke up with my friend we used to text a lot. One fine day we both very very bored, she came up with an idea, and said lets play truth or dare. I said thats interesting! We started, after some boring rounds I asked her what would you do if you are a guy?She said: I would get drunk. As I also. Denise enjoyed the rest of her wine and pondered the situation—the concept of being a Mistress. She soon determined that in order to fulfill the role of Mistress properly, she needed to understand what it was like to be a submissive. Max finished her chores, refilled their wine glasses, and sat on the sofa next to Denise. The two of them relaxed for a minute and quietly enjoyed their wines until Denise turned to Max and requested, ‘In order to be a proper Mistress, I think I need to understand.