Previously, her family had moved around many US Cities. In her last school, a prestigious private school, where yuppies sent their kids, as usual, Tin...a was the new kid in school, she shared most of her classes with another Tina, who became her best friend. To make life simpler she volunteered to call herself Chrissie, which later became just Chris. After a while even her parents called her Chris. Now she was thousands of miles away from Tina, in Cardiff, standing in the ugliest cotton panties. "She seated herself in the same position that Yvette just left. I glanced over towards Miya and saw her and Yvette. They were standing together facing each other. They were the same height, which I'm sure was a novelty for Miya. Their tits were rubbing together and they were making out. I noticed that Yvette was grinding her pussy into Miya's. They looked like they were having fun."Oh don't worry about them. Yvette knows not to hurt anyone's feeling." She explained. "I am actually the owner of. That's what I must look like when a man gets into the correct position behind me I thought, suddenly unable a giggle, spluttering my laughter into my hand. I pretended to read something lol hilarious on my phone, my fear of public faux pas' very much getting the better of me.The bus jerked forward again, goodbye gropey yogi, you did make me chuckle and even blush a little. I undid my coat a little to air out of my overheating body, somehow irking my upper class neighbour in the process. Ugh,. My body would tingle whenever he'd make a sound. I'd vere my eyes away from the screen out of embarrassment, but my eyes would just go right back to his wonderful, hard and throbbing cock. The thoughts kept going through my brain. "He's throbbing for me... he's doing this for me... he really loves me doesn't he?" I couldn't help but linger my right hand in a certain direction while he was doing this. My hand slid under the rim of my pants, and I would slowly slide my hand down in... My fingers.