I'd apologise for this being shorter than my normal 15 chapters, but really, some stories just have to be shorter. Certainly I have no idea what those... other 7 chapters could have contain plot-wise.This story was one of the ideas I thought of a while ago. As many people know, this wasn't my first choice of story, so when my first choice fell through, I went to this one to do something different, and I think it's been alright. Certainly it's not as bad as Divine Succession, bu I can't tell if. My pussy clenched, my orgasm building faster and faster. I would have such a wonderful cum. Just a mighty burst of pleasure. It would be fantastic. I wanted to just spurt all that cum out of my twat. Just fire all that cum over and over again.It was perfect. Just the delight that I needed to experience.“Mrs. Matthews!” I moaned.She groaned, sucking with wild abandon. She had lost all control as she nursed me towards that explosive release. My toes curled. They flexed against the flooring. My. There was not much light in the bus and could not see her face. I prefer to see their face as well. As usual in the left hand I held the Lunch bag and due to the pressure of the crowd I had to lean on her – here I never do push ladies and make nuissane to them if they are not co-operating. She too was leaning on to me and her big ass was touching my tool and it turned on. My tool was between her ass crack and she thrusted back. I moved my left hand towards her thigh and slowly massaged there.. I made sure it was big enough so that she'd have to cross her legs differently and be constantly aware of her pseudo-package being down there. Then two pair of socks and my shoes with Kleenex stuffed into the toes so she could keep them on her smaller feet. She slipped on one of my shirts and a pair of my pants to complete her look. Then she also put her hair up into a tight bun and took off the earrings she always wore. Then it was my turn again and with a half-slip and one of my camisoles on.