It was a winter afternoon and I had to wait at the bus stop, I was a bit tired and didn't feel like being bored there without doing anything. There were about 8 people, and I started to gaze at them a little. They say that a very good exercise of emotional intelligence is looking at someone and thinking how their life might be, besides you can always find someone interesting.
I'm a bit of a pro at this, as some of my friends would say, I'm like an authentic luxury raccoon always ready to catch a good piece, although not just anything will do. When something piques my curiosity, I tend to be quite direct. I'm 29 years old, so things are becoming clearer for me.
I didn't find anyone who motivated me until this man with the look of an executive arrived, quite attractive, well-dressed in his late 40s. Well, what can I say, he was a mature result. I never would have imagined that I'd be interested in an older man, but it's true there wasn't anything better.
I noticed how he looked at me, which flattered me. Plus, I already had someone to flirt with and thus give the boredom the slip. He started pacing back and forth and every time he crossed paths with me, he would look at me first down and then directly in the face. He was very attractive, wearing a brown jacket, a white shirt, tight jeans, black boots above the knee, and some heel. He liked my warrior look and I think the boots and my face had him crazy, so one of the times he looked at me, I smiled discreetly and he responded in the same way.
Every time we crossed paths, we would look at each other and smile very carefully, as if we didn't want anyone to know what we were doing. I decided to strike up a conversation with him. To set some distance, I addressed him formally and perceived that this bothered his expression. Already I told him I'm a bit of a sly one and love to take the lead in any conversation or seduction. He asked me how often buses passed, something I already knew well. He answered very cordially and securely, which I liked. His voice was very masculine and transmitted strong and enveloping energy. Many guys tend to tremble when a beautiful woman approaches them. We kept talking until the bus arrived. I have to say that we generated a pretty good rapport between us. He had an interesting conversation and seemed more attractive each time. You know, that moment or instant when something inside you tells you to get involved with him. We got off at the end of the bus, which was quite empty, and continued chatting. Every word slipped out of our hands, I touched his knee and he grabbed my hands. It was clear that the seduction game was in full swing. Suddenly, the 'old man' came over me and tried to give me a kiss. He wasn't going to make it easy for me, so I turned away from him. I looked at him with a challenging face and he laughed. He kept kissing me softly on the neck and that's what I was enjoying. My defenses were down and I let myself go. I had my whole body erect and we ended up having a good screw. I noticed my thong was getting wet, I felt completely horny. Sex bus. He took off his pants, bent my head down and forced me to give him a blowjob. It was a very morbid sensation, I felt like the bus was moving and people were getting on it. I heard giggles, damn that guy was making me feel like a real prostitute. The idea might seem a bit humiliating but I loved everything that was happening. His member was hard and quite large. While I was enjoying that piece of fallopian tube, he started to unbutton my pants and began to masturbate me. Oh God, I was so excited that I felt part of my vaginal juice expanding through my... English:
English. We both came almost at the same time, there were some teenagers looking at us with faces of scorn. The show had been incredible.
We got off the bus and he invited me to his house. As soon as I arrived, he undressed me again, ripped off my thong and started penetrating me while whipping my ass, wow what a stud, like he was giving it to me. I have character but something told me to give myself to him. His member came in and out with great ease and his hands touched my breasts which were getting more pointed every time.
I ended up coming and without hardly any time for rest, he put me on my knees in front of him and forced me to suck his member, note how he came and filled my face with his cum so manly.
Once we finished, he held me gently and hugged me. After a while I decided to leave, it had been a small adventure, those that you don't forget, when or where you least expect it something incredible can happen, you decide when friend. That's how modern women are in the 21st century.
I'm a bit of a pro at this, as some of my friends would say, I'm like an authentic luxury raccoon always ready to catch a good piece, although not just anything will do. When something piques my curiosity, I tend to be quite direct. I'm 29 years old, so things are becoming clearer for me.
I didn't find anyone who motivated me until this man with the look of an executive arrived, quite attractive, well-dressed in his late 40s. Well, what can I say, he was a mature result. I never would have imagined that I'd be interested in an older man, but it's true there wasn't anything better.
I noticed how he looked at me, which flattered me. Plus, I already had someone to flirt with and thus give the boredom the slip. He started pacing back and forth and every time he crossed paths with me, he would look at me first down and then directly in the face. He was very attractive, wearing a brown jacket, a white shirt, tight jeans, black boots above the knee, and some heel. He liked my warrior look and I think the boots and my face had him crazy, so one of the times he looked at me, I smiled discreetly and he responded in the same way.
Every time we crossed paths, we would look at each other and smile very carefully, as if we didn't want anyone to know what we were doing. I decided to strike up a conversation with him. To set some distance, I addressed him formally and perceived that this bothered his expression. Already I told him I'm a bit of a sly one and love to take the lead in any conversation or seduction. He asked me how often buses passed, something I already knew well. He answered very cordially and securely, which I liked. His voice was very masculine and transmitted strong and enveloping energy. Many guys tend to tremble when a beautiful woman approaches them. We kept talking until the bus arrived. I have to say that we generated a pretty good rapport between us. He had an interesting conversation and seemed more attractive each time. You know, that moment or instant when something inside you tells you to get involved with him. We got off at the end of the bus, which was quite empty, and continued chatting. Every word slipped out of our hands, I touched his knee and he grabbed my hands. It was clear that the seduction game was in full swing. Suddenly, the 'old man' came over me and tried to give me a kiss. He wasn't going to make it easy for me, so I turned away from him. I looked at him with a challenging face and he laughed. He kept kissing me softly on the neck and that's what I was enjoying. My defenses were down and I let myself go. I had my whole body erect and we ended up having a good screw. I noticed my thong was getting wet, I felt completely horny. Sex bus. He took off his pants, bent my head down and forced me to give him a blowjob. It was a very morbid sensation, I felt like the bus was moving and people were getting on it. I heard giggles, damn that guy was making me feel like a real prostitute. The idea might seem a bit humiliating but I loved everything that was happening. His member was hard and quite large. While I was enjoying that piece of fallopian tube, he started to unbutton my pants and began to masturbate me. Oh God, I was so excited that I felt part of my vaginal juice expanding through my... English:
English. We both came almost at the same time, there were some teenagers looking at us with faces of scorn. The show had been incredible.
We got off the bus and he invited me to his house. As soon as I arrived, he undressed me again, ripped off my thong and started penetrating me while whipping my ass, wow what a stud, like he was giving it to me. I have character but something told me to give myself to him. His member came in and out with great ease and his hands touched my breasts which were getting more pointed every time.
I ended up coming and without hardly any time for rest, he put me on my knees in front of him and forced me to suck his member, note how he came and filled my face with his cum so manly.
Once we finished, he held me gently and hugged me. After a while I decided to leave, it had been a small adventure, those that you don't forget, when or where you least expect it something incredible can happen, you decide when friend. That's how modern women are in the 21st century.
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