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It was a long hot day as Anna was getting on the 4 oclock bus. It was packed with people and there was nowhere to sit. She slowly shuffled her way towards the back when a gorgeous guy caught her eye. So, she worked her way over to him and stood directly in front of him. Stop after stop the bus became more incredibly packed. She turned her head and peered at him with the corner of her eye and saw him smile at her. It was so crowded there wasnt even room to move anymore.
The bulge in his pants was nestled right in between her cheeks and with every stop she felt him grind a little harder. She instinctively would arch her back to accommodate him and grind back getting hotter every minute with every stop the bus made. The sweat was pouring off them and no one seemed to notice what was going on. She felt his hand touch her side and down to her hips. She put her hand on his and pulled up a little on short black mini skirt. Before she knew it she felt his other hand slide down her hip, around her leg, up her thigh and slide up her clit. She could feel a hot sensation run over her as he stoked her clit with his finger.
All of a sudden she felt his long hard cock slide under her skirt and between her ass cheeks. His cock slid with ease from the sweat as he slowly brought the head of it to her tight little ass hole. She opened her eyes in a silent panic and looked around to see if anyone was watching. The bus was so crowded no one could even see what was going on from the shoulders down. He pushed and so did she, welcoming his long hard cock into her hot, tight, little hole. She could feel him harden inside her as they moved ever so slightly with attracting attention to themselves. She could feel her insides start to quiver as she climaxed and warm juices ran down the insides of her thigh. His cock twitched when she came and she could feel his hot liquid flood the insides of her ass.
When he was finished he drew out of her. She pulled her skirt down and straightened herself up a bit. She turned around after the bus pulled from another stop and he was gone. Maybe she thought, My mysterious stranger and I will cross paths again. Then maybe I can thank him for his unexpected pleasure.
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