He didn’t want to just fuck her. He wanted to make love. Make love all his life.He looked at her and smiled. He got up and went and sat on the edge ...of the bed, facing her. He leaned over and kissed Becky on the mouth and then all over her face. His hands cupped and massaged Becky’s breasts and soon his warm and wet mouth was on a nipple, sucking it, gently nipping it. Becky’s back arched forcing her breast further into his mouth. Garrett took it eagerly.Garrett’s hand wandered lightly down her. She was the sexiest girl I had ever seen. I had been watching her for afew weeks. She would always wear a miniskirt. She would often wear lacedresses and she either wore her hair in a long ponytail or a bun. Like meher hair was raven black. In the Student Union discos she would alwaysturn heads as she danced flamenco. And she didn't dance flamenco likesome drunk on a package holiday, she danced it like it was in her blood.One day after I had had a few beers, she came up to me after a. Plan was good. We got to the bus stand on time and got into the bus.It was an AC semi sleeper bus. As the bus filled up soon, there were no stoppages inside the city and the lights were off soon. We started smooching. We looked around once in a while just to check if ppl are staring at us. Luckily we didn’t get noticed. I inserted my left hand in her top. And my right had in her bottom. I was pressing her breasts, pinching her nipples and same time, I started inserting my middle finger in her. I said I didn't think that was the problem, but he just went and washed off his dick, then came back and sat in his chair. He didn't say anything about what I was supposed to do. I guess he just figured I knew by now. I started to try to suck his cock by standing in front of him and bending over, but I couldn't really bend down that far comfortably, so I had to get on my knees in front of his chair. He spread his legs open and I scooted up in between them. I couldn't believe he was making me do.