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City Bus
How will temptation weave magic into this sun-kissed day?
On a city bus, will it be a look directed my way?
Will the story reveal behind curious eyes?
Will it shift in the seat, exposing delicate thighs?
If my eyes were to travel, might I catch a glimpse?
Will the sheer beige fabric form to your lips?
Each passenger fading, as we roll down the road
You will suddenly move closer, brazen and bold.
The driver may catch us, as he checks his mirror
We will both be oblivious as our intent starts to steer.
On a city bus, will it be a look directed my way?
Will the story reveal behind curious eyes?
Will it shift in the seat, exposing delicate thighs?
If my eyes were to travel, might I catch a glimpse?
Will the sheer beige fabric form to your lips?
Each passenger fading, as we roll down the road
You will suddenly move closer, brazen and bold.
The driver may catch us, as he checks his mirror
We will both be oblivious as our intent starts to steer.
Published 27th Feb 2018
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27th Feb 2018 6:30pm
Only three things going to happen. The bus driver is going to stop the bus, join or call the police. Get that nut in before he activate option 3. Overall I really enjoyed.
28th Feb 2018 10:52am
28th Feb 2018 8:52am
I'm looking out the window and I will not make a fuss,
Though your hand is in my clothing and we're on the city bus;
I find it quite frustrating but your hand's now in my knicks
And my tender little fingers are sliding - each one slips
Into your undergarments - I know you like their pace
As you find yourself excited and the soft digits embrace
Your male anticipation - it is really quite obscene
And we will both nod politely - my what a trip it's been.
Though your hand is in my clothing and we're on the city bus;
I find it quite frustrating but your hand's now in my knicks
And my tender little fingers are sliding - each one slips
Into your undergarments - I know you like their pace
As you find yourself excited and the soft digits embrace
Your male anticipation - it is really quite obscene
And we will both nod politely - my what a trip it's been.
28th Feb 2018 10:51am
Such a blessing to have your ink continue this adventure. I am delighted! Same time, next week?
1st Mar 2018 4:27am
Usually not much is brave enough to perform such in a city bus.
Why not just have a orgy party with everyone?
Option #4??
Why not just have a orgy party with everyone?
Option #4??
