Belle dropped her lipstick that she had been reapplying and bent over to pick it up. She heard a quick intake of breath. Her short skirt had ridden up... past her ass cheeks as she had bent over. She readjusted herself and turned around. ‘What are you looking at?’ She asked the pimply faced teen and his friend. ‘Nothing.’ He said sullenly. She got back on the bus but not before she heard them say to one another, ‘Was that Belle Rousseau?’ ‘On a Greyhound bus? Yeah right. She has millions. What. Her ass pushed back against him, grinding on his cock, this bitch was certainly wanting it. He pulled her back from Billy and together they led her to the small table in the back. He kissed the white woman who was old enough to be his mother, hell maybe old enough to be his grandma. At that point he didn't care how old she was, he had to get some of that pussy. He slid his hand up her back until he found the zipper to her dress and pulled it down. The fabric slipped of her shoulders and dropped. It also ran at ninety degrees to the previous one.Something moved just after I appeared, and I hit it with a quick freeze spell. It turned out to be a rat like those that we had seen in the corridor above. This got me to wondering how many small rat sized tunnels there might be that connected the various levels of these corridors, tunnels, and the sub-basements. We would probably never know, or know how many rats populated this area.Since it appeared to be a common ordinary rat and was. I pulled out while she was still rubbing my balls with the lotion and started tracing her asshole with my tip. i said let me in, she said oh god. i was like its ok, ill go slow, and u liked it when i was just in there. she said ok just do it. do it now. so i poked my head through and she pulled away and was like "whoahhh'' and i pulled her back into me and i tried again, this time she gave a long moan when i got a few inches in. i only got a few inches in before i started fucking slow, but i.