you smile back and place your hand on her knee.
she pushes it away
"i dont think so she says. if anyone is going to be the one controling this trip its going to be me!"
she places her hand on the fly of your jeans
looking around the rest of the bus
realizing that everyone else is fast asleep
she unbuttons your jeans
and slides the zipper down...
she removes her hand
and lays yours in its place...
she reaches up to her throat and starts to unbutton her shirt
"i think you better start stroking that cock" she wispers
you need to come to the edge at least three times before i will even
think of touching you....
(continue after you have edged for the third time)