The bus of bliss stopped for him for the third time that night. While the rest of the passengers disembarked, he stayed in his seat. His stop was going to be special. His destination? The manhe desired’s waiting lips. His journey of pleasure was filled with moans and sighs inviting his passenger into depths of oral passion.
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They were alone, entwined in their own silent world. Her tongue swirling and licking in an unapologetic way before being pushed mercilessly against him until he was sent into an uncontrollable oblivion of pleasure. That night the bus was humming with an erotic energy and nobody knew what they were doing but everyone knew love was everywhere.