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foreplay on the bus before work 

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Yang Qian, from the city, tidied her messy long hair in front of the dressing table mirror, quickly applied light makeup, drank a bottle of yogurt, grabbed her handbag, and headed out to catch the bus. Before leaving, she told her husband, "Liu Jianbo, I'm afraid I'll be late for work. I won't be home for lunch today. Get up early and take Xiaoya to kindergarten."
Her husband hummed in agreement, turned over, and continued to sleep soundly in bed.
Yang Qian wore a cream-colored top and a light-colored long skirt.
Walking down the wide street, weaving through the sea of people, her slender yet voluptuous figure was exposed to the greedy gazes of passersby. Her beauty lay not only in her captivating appearance but also in her elegant demeanor.
She attracted a lot of attention wherever she went; her swaying gait aroused endless fantasies. Some lecherous men stared at her with lustful eyes, as if trying to see through her clothes. Those penetrating gazes often made her blush and her heart race.
A strong sense of pride made her feel self-satisfied; she secretly rejoiced that heaven had given her a stunning figure and a captivating face.
However, the inherent reserve of a traditional woman kept her outwardly composed.
It was rush hour, and the streets were teeming with cars and people.
Bus after bus passed by the bus stop, and after waiting for ages, her bus finally pulled up.
The bus was already packed with passengers, and she managed to squeeze onto the bus with the flow of people getting on and off. But just as the door was about to pinch her body and she was about to be pushed off, a tall, young male passenger pulled her back, and the door slammed shut.
After the bus started moving again, the man remained pressed against Yang Qian, holding her hand tightly with no intention of letting go.
She glanced at him and, finding him a complete stranger, immediately flung his hand away as if electrocuted, covering her ample breasts with one hand and politely saying, "Sir, thank you!"
The man leered at her and reached out to put his arm around her slender waist. Yang Qian, her face flushed with anger, angrily pried his hand away and said solemnly, "Sir, this is a public place, please show some respect!"
The man looked around and, noticing that other passengers were watching them, withdrew his hand, not daring to provoke her.
Yang Qian tried desperately to shake off the man's advances, squeezing her body further into the carriage, but after a long time, she still couldn't escape the friction between her body and his.
The bus finally arrived at a station, some passengers got off, and even more surged onto the bus.
She seized the opportunity to shift her position, but the man, like a ghost, squeezed behind her, pressing his body against her full buttocks. She instinctively shifted, and the man shifted with her. Although she was quite disgusted by his behavior, the jolts of the car gradually brought her a physical pleasure.
"Sigh, let him be!"
she said, pretending to hold onto the car's handrail, slowly enjoying the stimulation from the friction between their bodies.
Noticing Yang Qian's emotional and physical changes, the man became even more unrestrained. His hands began to wander, encircling her slender waist and caressing her sexy body, his lips close to her earlobe, breathing heavily.
Yang Qian had never experienced such sensory stimulation before. She felt a tingling sensation in her heart, and her desire swelled.
Under the man's skillful teasing, she stopped struggling and became intoxicated in a world of half-drunken pleasure. This stranger almost made her lose her mind; she felt his burning desire had ignited her own.
Surrounded by desire, her body and soul slowly melted, her moans and cries like a leaf drifting in the air.
Her thoughts were completely chaotic; she lost track of time and how many bus stops she passed. Clinging tightly to the handrail, she fearfully endured the stranger's stormy, passionate caresses.

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