I told her to do that and apologized for giving her trouble. She said it’s okay and asked my plans for tomorrow. I said I don’t really have anythi...ng.Spurthi: if you don’t have anything, then let’s go out for lunch or movie in the afternoon.Me: sorry but I come home in the morning from work, so I sleep until evening. We can plan anything after 5 PM.Spurthi: I will let you know.Me: Give me your phone number and I will text you over WhatsApp. We will plan out.After giving her number.Spurthi: We. 99% of the men have no interest in me, of course, but there are always a few. On the look out for a fag hag, with very little competition in catching the straight women. I am surveying the room, trying to spot a potential candidate. My eyes keep straying towards you. You magnetise me, your eyes never moving away from me, and all I really want to do is grab you by the hands and whisk you away down the nearest dark alley, but the thought of my favourite lips wrapped around a hot young cock keeps. She moves to place her back against the window and lifts a leg onto the seat. Her loose fitting shorts are to long for me to see anything, but the curve of her legs are beautiful. She moves her hand slowly down from her knee to her thigh and over shorts and what would be her pussy underneath. This is too much for me and I rub harder on cock over my pants. Our eyes are locked on each other hands as we both rub faster. Just then the conductor comes through yelling for the next stop. We both. Her breasts pushed against his chest. She could feel his heart beating, feel the heat radiating from within, feel the passion as his lips captured hers. Gently, he nibbled her lips till she parted them. His tongue ventured forth, searching her mouth for her tongue. The journey had begun. His hands moved to Sarah’s arse, pulling her to his semi-conscious cock. Sarah’s hands moved down his back, her nails leaving a visible trail where they had been. Cupping his butt in her hands, Sarah began to.