Me and my bus girl

The bus arrived at the stop, and everyone rushed off, including me. Firstly, I was eager to join the queue
hoping to find a job today; secondly, I felt a little embarrassed. After all,
I felt guilty for bothering them, so I hurriedly got off.

Anyone who's ever looked for a job knows the scene at a job fair – the line to buy tickets
stretches for hundreds of meters. Every time I see that, I want to turn around and go home. But my livelihood prevented me from
forcing myself the long wait at the back of the line. I was incredibly frustrated,
already planning how to attract companies' attention when I submitted my resume. The damp feeling inside my underwear brought
back memories of my encounter on the bus earlier that day. The girl's faint fragrance seemed to still linger around me.

Her breasts, her deep cleavage, her slender waist peeking out from her low-rise jeans, and her bouncy buttocks stretched taut by the jeans –
all flashed through my mind like a movie. Especially
her flushed cheeks during my harassment were incredibly appealing to me. Most importantly, even though she knew I was harassing her, she didn't
resist;

in fact, she seemed to subconsciously respond (she pressed her back tightly against me), which inexplicably excited me

. You know, harassing a woman on a bus is an act that carries the enormous risk of being slapped across the face and receiving
scornful looks from everyone on board.

But people are strange; the more daring the risk, the more exciting it is, and there are always bold people willing to take
that risk. Clearly, my gamble paid off. Although there was no physical contact, the whole process was
incredibly pleasurable, and because of the tension and excitement, I quickly gave my 600 million offspring to my underwear.
How wonderful it would be to meet girls like that more often! Unfortunately, in this vast sea of people, how could I possibly run into her again?

Such coincidences don't happen in the world. It probably only happens in novels. "Hey bro, what are you thinking about?

Hurry up and move on!" The urging from the person behind me brought me back to reality from my pleasant reverie.

I bought a ticket and entered the huge job market, a sea of people, each company's booth
packed with applicants. After much effort
, I finally managed to submit a few resumes to several companies that seemed to fit my expertise. I was really hoping to hear the sweet voice of an HR lady in the coming days: "Mr. X,
would you be able to come to our company for an interview?" Lost in my dream… Just
as I was about to head home, someone at one of the company booths stunned me.

A purple tank top, low-rise jeans! It was her! Yes, it was her! So coincidences from novels
do happen in real life. I hadn't gotten a good look at her in the car because her back was to me, but now I had
a chance to see her clearly from the side. She was very fair-skinned, with big, watery eyes, long, slightly
curled eyelashes, a baby face, a small mouth, a pert nose, and short hair. She looked a bit like the cutest girl in the movie
. Looking down, the purple halter top completely exposed her shoulders and arms, which were of moderate thickness
.

Her skin was fair, smooth, and elastic. Her

large breasts, over a C cup, were even more prominent under the halter top. Coupled with the sexy low-rise pants
and the flat stomach exposed between the halter tops, she was incredibly alluring. What incredible luck I had today to have
such a girl on the bus!

She was also looking for a job, and she was seriously looking at the company's brochure, so she didn't notice
the pervert next to her who had just harassed her drooling over her. She probably decided to apply to this company, so
she started trying to squeeze in. But it was a big company, and there were so many people at the entrance. She tried several times
without success and was at a loss when I saw such a good opportunity. I immediately took
three steps to her side and whispered, "I'll help you get in!" She was stunned when she saw me, and
her face immediately turned red.

Her blushing was not a big deal; it triggered a chain reaction in me, and my face also turned as red as a pig's liver. Just
over an hour ago, I did something to her that a stranger shouldn't do, something that was forbidden and inappropriate. Although
she didn't object, and we both tacitly understood, the unspoken understanding hadn't been broken. At this moment,
she looked up at me with her big, bright eyes, then lowered her head again, saying nothing, but seemingly not
objecting either. I mustered my courage and gently put my arm around her waist, turning her around to face the recruitment office with her back to me, holding her
in my arms.

Then, like a bulldozer, we squeezed through the crowd together. There were many people around
, and everyone was pushing and shoving. Luckily, I'm physically strong and have developed the skill of positioning myself inside, thanks to playing basketball regularly. After a few pushes and shoves
, we were in the middle of the crowded area. Throughout the whole process, my penis remained in a salute
position, pressed precisely between her very elastic buttocks. If it weren't for two pairs of jeans, it might have
squeezed into her anus. There were still a few people ahead of us handing out resumes and talking to the company's HR.

At this point, I wasn't in a hurry to squeeze through.

My attention shifted to the girl.

My left hand naturally rested on her full buttocks, caressing them, while my right hand, like a boyfriend,
naturally encircled her, placing it on her exposed, flat stomach. Her skin was so smooth
, like jade. At this moment, the girl couldn't help but tremble, gently twisting her buttocks. I couldn't tell if it was from excitement or subconscious resistance stemming from shame. My right hand gradually moved upwards
from her lower abdomen , but because she was afraid her breasts would touch others, she kept her arms wrapped around her chest, protecting them. So my hand couldn't move further upwards. 　　I could only touch the bottom edge of her lace bra. Perhaps afraid of being seen by those around her, the girl showed no sign of giving in, her arms tightly protecting her chest. I quickly realized that while her upper body was impregnable, her lower body was completely undefended. Immediately, my hand swiftly moved downwards, my fingers slipping inside her jeans. The girl didn't expect me to suddenly attack her lower body. She initially tried to stop me with her right hand, but was afraid of making too much noise and attracting the attention of others, so she could only slowly lower her right hand to grab mine. 　　However, during this process, my entire hand was already inside her jeans.

The girl instinctively contracted her abdomen, but with my large penis pressing against her from behind, she couldn't move her buttocks back
. She panicked, her face flushed, and her body trembled uncontrollably. To my
surprise, my hand first touched a sparse clump of pubic hair. The skin around the hair was very smooth,
and the sensation made my penis even harder. Was she not wearing underwear? What a slut!

As my hand continued downwards, I discovered she was wearing a tiny triangular thong. The front

triangle was only about the size of a cigarette pack, barely covering her pubic hair. That's why my hand
touched her pubic hair first.

This long description actually happened in a very short time, but that brief moment
brought me immense stimulation and satisfaction. I wonder if you, the readers, can understand this feeling.

At this point, the girl lowered her hand and grabbed mine, stopping me from going further down
. But for me, the arrow was already on the bowstring; how could I not release it? We'd already reached the door; how could I not go in and experience some lovemaking? So I
suddenly thrust harder, and she shuddered, almost crying out, immediately biting her lips. The pressure on my hand lessened
considerably, and I seized the opportunity to attack, bypassing her cute panties and reaching her genitals.

Seeing that her defenses had fallen, she stopped resisting, and I was free to do as I pleased. Her panties
were practically just a single thread at the crotch, digging into her labia. As the popular saying goes online: "Before, it was about pulling down
underwear to find the butt; now it's about pulling down the butt to find the underwear." For women, it should be "pulling down the labia to find the underwear
," haha.

Being harassed by a strange man in such a place was particularly stimulating for her, as her lower body
was already a mess. Her panties, nestled inside her labia, were completely soaked and could be wrung out,
the crotch of her jeans was also wet, and her labia majora were covered in vaginal fluid, feeling incredibly smooth to the touch. I used my middle finger to separate
her labia and inserted it directly into her vagina. She immediately trembled all over, and a gush of vaginal fluid gushed out.
Although she tried her best to hold back, she couldn't help but scream "Ah!"

This was a first for me, and the sensation in my hand was incredibly stimulating. Her scream immediately
sent me to a climax. 600 million offspring rushed out. It was pleasurable, but then came the embarrassment.
Her scream left me unsure of what to do, and my hand was still inside her pants. Her scream attracted
the attention of those around us. Although it was crowded and no one could see my hand, I dared not take it out. Just as I
was a loss... Thankfully, the girl was smart enough to turn around and glare at me naturally, like a girlfriend
scolding her boyfriend, "You stepped on my foot and it hurts so much!" Luckily, I reacted quickly enough, taking advantage of
the moment when everyone was watching our conversation. Like a boyfriend, I quickly pulled my hands out of my pants and onto her butt, hugged her, and
gently kissed her forehead.

I whispered, "Sorry!" She didn't flinch, but naturally gave a soft hum and
turned her head back.

After that exciting scene, the people in front of us were mostly done, and I took advantage of
the space they were squeezing out to push her to the front row! At the same time, she handed her resume to the company HR with both hands. The HR person,
while taking the resume, couldn't help but tease, "Even job hunting has its knights in shining armor!" while glancing at me. I
naturally returned a sincere smile. Little did she know I was just a lecherous groper. The girl's
already flushed face turned even redder.

The rest of their conversation was quite formulaic, so I won't go into details. While HR was
reviewing her resume, I noticed her name was Yu Jieqiong, and her phone number was 138xx
xxxxxx. It was the first time I'd ever heard of someone with the surname Yu. Later, I looked up the origin of the surname Yu online
and learned that her ancestors were originally surnamed "Shan," later bestowed the surname "Yu." Their ancestral home was in Yunnan, but
due to border conflicts, her family migrated from the south to Zhangjiakou to defend the frontier, where they settled and multiplied. "Also, I
read in a book that Hui people's names were long strings, and to make them easier to remember, they chose
'Yu' as their surname. I'm not sure which explanation is more authoritative. "

After their conversation ended, and I helped her break through the crowd, I deliberately asked, "Yu, are you
going to apply to other companies?" She was taken aback at first. Then she glanced at me, her eyes filled with a
mixture of anger and gratitude. Anger at my earlier actions and peeking at her resume, but gratitude
for my help in getting her through the crowd and submitting her resume. Taking advantage of the situation, I shamelessly said, "If you get hired by this company,
you have to treat me to dinner!" "Shameless!" Yu teased playfully. Her words seemed to have a double meaning,

making me quite embarrassed. Just as I was wondering what to do,

Yu said, "There are a few other companies over there. I'd like to go take a look. Anyway, thank you.
I'll treat you to dinner later. Do you have time?

" These words not only relieved my embarrassment but were like a flare suddenly illuminating the dark night sky,
making me forget all my troubles and instead fill me with boundless anticipation for a bright future. I immediately replied,
"No problem, I'm not picky. A bowl of ramen is fine."

As I said this, I was thinking that everyone was probably
short of money while looking for work, so there was no need to put on a show. Besides, even though Yu said she would treat me, how could I let her pay?

I would naturally have to pay myself. I was penniless at the time, and anything too expensive, even if I
had enough cash in my pocket, would make life difficult. Besides, although I had already decided to pay, I hadn't explicitly
said so, and I didn't want to embarrass Xiaoyu if she actually did. Sure enough, she gave me a grateful look and said, "No problem, then
wait for me to finish submitting my resume."

I said, "Or, let me help you." "No need," she said, looking at me with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Don't
worry, I genuinely want to help you this time," I replied, returning the mischievous look. "Okay then, you're so naughty
, hehe," she said, and walked towards another company's booth, and I silently followed behind.

In the same way, I quickly helped her submit the resumes she had, and of course, this time there was no more harassment.
Action. After all, I've already ejaculated twice, and my strength needs to recover. Also, a man's desire
disappears quickly after ejaculation. A man's desire comes quickly and goes just as fast. And to be honest,
I don't know if any of you readers have experienced the feeling of your underwear being wet, but it's not very comfortable, especially since semen is sticky
. People say that the working environment for a penis is the worst: dark, damp, cramped, with a pungent smell,
working continuously until you foam at the mouth. Today, even my penis's living environment has worsened.

"Great, you were very efficient today, sending out so many resumes, I really have to thank you!"

Xiaoyu said to me, clearly in a good mood. "Yes, I think you'll have your ideal job soon
,"

I continued. Xiaoyu said, "I hope so. It's really hard to find a job after graduating from university these days. Let's go
eat."

"Yu, do you like barbecue?" I asked Xiaoyu. "I like it, very much." Even my tone
changed after we got to know each other so well; I even gave her that nonsensical, Stephen Chow-esque reply. "Then let me treat you to barbecue! I know a place with
really good barbecue that's not far, just a short walk away," I said. Xiaoyu immediately said, "Didn't we agree I'd treat you
?" I quickly replied, "I was just joking earlier, this time I'm serious, I'm treating you to barbecue." "
Okay , then I'll treat you to something else next time," Xiaoyu readily agreed. She seemed like an outgoing, straightforward, and sunny
girl. "Let's go then, I'll lead the way."

"Your place must be quite far from here. Do you share an apartment with someone?" I
chatted casually with her as we walked, feeling quite relaxed and at ease at this moment. "How did you know?" she asked, a little surprised
. "There aren't many residential areas near where you got on the bus, and that station is a transfer station. Many buses to distant places
pass through here, which means you transferred somewhere else, so it's probably quite far. Nowadays,
most college graduates share apartments with a few classmates.

It's less of a financial burden, and girls have company for safety."

"I didn't know you were so smart," Xiaoyu said. I immediately boasted, "Of course! If it weren't for my English speaking
skills, I would have been working for more than half a year by now. The company you applied to came to our school to recruit half a year ago,
and I was one of the three people who got an interview opportunity. Unfortunately, I failed the second round of the English interview." Xiaoyu
said, "I didn't know that. Well, now that we've come this far, you should introduce yourself, right?" Only then did I
realize that Xiaoyu didn't even know my name, and I had bothered her twice without her knowledge
. I felt really bad about it, so I quickly gave her a detailed introduction,

even telling her my height and weight. "Hmm, not bad, a very detailed introduction. But you look so
refined , how dare you..." She didn't finish her sentence, just deliberately dragging out the word "dare,
" while blinking her big, bright eyes at me, followed by a mischievous grin.

I hadn't expected her to ask this question so suddenly, and I genuinely didn't know how to answer. I took
a deep breath and forced a natural tone, saying, "I don't know what happened. On the bus,
nothing was wrong at first, but then you got on, and you were so close to me, and you're so pretty, plus your fragrance, I
just got dizzy, a little dizzy...

But when you first turned around to look at me, I was really scared, afraid you'd turn around and
slap me. Where would I go to hide then?" "Hmph! Still not scared!"

"If I were really scared, I wouldn't have dared to do it. I should have slapped you back then," Xiaoyu said angrily. "
It's not the first time I've been harassed on the bus, but you're the first one to be so bold, you even..." Xiaoyu drew out her words again
, probably because the little girl was too embarrassed to say she had ejaculated or anything like that. Her face was slightly
red. "Then why didn't you resist back then, and you even leaned back a bit?" I don't know
what got into me when I asked that question. I regretted it as soon as the words left my mouth and naturally stuck out my tongue.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Xiaoyu's voice suddenly rose a lot of decibels: "I thought you were
really bold, but quite fun, and you looked pretty good, not like those really evil
people, so I just wanted to play with you, and this is to make up for it." As she spoke, she made a very quick movement. What
movement?

Do you even need to ask? A slap, thankfully not too hard. It's my own fault for speaking without thinking.

After apologizing for ages, I finally got her to smile. We arrived at the barbecue place and casually ordered some cartilage, vegetables, squid
, lamb, tofu, seaweed, etc., along with two bottles of beer. Xiaoyu even specially ordered a few servings of grilled kidneys, then
winked at me and whispered, "Just a little something to nourish myself." I was so embarrassed when I heard that. I casually said, "Aren't you afraid of overdoing
it?" "Who's afraid of who?" Xiaoyu's reply made me break out in a cold sweat again.

During our conversation, I learned that she had a boyfriend in college who was a year older than her. He graduated when she was a junior,
and they even lived together for a while. Later, she discovered that he was having an affair with a colleague and broke up with him. I guess she
hadn't had sex since the breakup, so she was feeling restless. When I bothered her, she saw that I looked
decent and half-heartedly went along with it.

After we finished the barbecue, it was quite late, so I naturally offered to take her home. She readily agreed, and when
she told me where I lived, I was incredibly excited. Because she needed to transfer buses, the second bus happened to be a double-decker bus
. Everyone knows that the last two seats on a double-decker bus are under the stairs—a very private space.
And because the engine is there, it's very noisy; most people would rather stand than sit there, so it's
the perfect spot… I immediately started praying that those seats wouldn't be occupied on the next bus.

As we left the barbecue restaurant, I tried to take her hand. She instinctively pulled away, but not very forcefully,
so she didn't pull away. Instead, she leaned confidently on my shoulder and we walked side-by-side to the bus stop. On the first
bus, there weren't many people, so we all had seats. We sat in the last row. Xiaoyu sat by the window, and I sat on
the outside. Because there weren't many people, it was just the two of us in the back row, and no one wanted to listen to the engine roar. I
turned to look at her, and she glanced at me too. In the instant our eyes met, she lowered her head, her face slightly
flushed.

Her large, bright eyes stared at the back of the seat in front of her, a mixture of confusion, shyness, and even
anticipation in them. I reached out my right hand and pulled her into my arms, placing my hand on her waist. Because the tank top
was short, my hand could directly touch her smooth skin. Her slight tremor told me of her
anticipation of my actions. My hand didn't remain still; instead, my index fingertip gently
traced irregular curves along her waist. This action felt incredibly comfortable to her, so she nestled closer to me,
her left breast even pressing against my ribs.

My fingertips continued down her back, where her back was even more sensitive. Where my fingertips touched, it felt like an
electric current was flowing through her. Her constant writhing and the rise and fall of her chest told me she was enjoying
the sensation. Men love to conquer women, and seeing a woman so engrossed only fuels their excitement
. So, without realizing it, my penis was already standing at attention. Although her jeans were tight,
a long bulge was still clearly visible; I wondered if she noticed. My hand gradually increased from one finger to two, then three, and finally my
entire palm was stroking her back.

The pleasure made her let out a soft moan. During the stroke, I felt that her bra
only had one clasp at the back, so it was probably easy to unhook. A thought immediately popped into my head:
to open it! I imagined how exciting it would be to unhook a woman's bra on a bus. When my hand
slid to the clasp again, I launched a surprise attack. The clasp was open, and the front of the bra was no longer
tightly wrapped around her breasts. Since she was only wearing a tank top, the bra looked
loose . Xiaoyu was startled and immediately sprang up, sitting upright.

She instinctively wanted to pull her hands back to fasten them, but then she remembered there were people in front of her, and her movements would be seen
. So she pulled her hands back and glared at me fiercely: "You're going to die! Someone will see you!"

"If you stand up, people will see even more clearly," I said mischievously. Hearing my warning, she
nestled my arms, because only then could the chair back block her view. I then casually slipped my hand onto her breasts,
and this time she didn't object. The girl's breasts were smooth, delicate, and incredibly elastic; the nipples were even slightly inverted. Her
full breasts filled my entire palm, and the feeling was indescribable. I gently kneaded her
breasts, my index finger occasionally brushing against her nipples. After a few strokes, her nipples perked up. This
was the first time I'd ever

experienced anything like this. The tense and exciting feeling was indescribably pleasurable. At this point, I grew bolder and simply used my right hand, which
was resting to the side, to cover her right breast, caressing her breasts with both hands simultaneously. Her
body writhed continuously, her breathing became labored, and her mouth unconsciously opened. What I enjoyed most
was that her small hand had somehow found its way to my bulge, stroking it through my pants.

When people seek thrills, it's like climbing a mountain. After conquering one peak, you feel the next one
is even higher, and the thrill of conquering it is even greater. At that moment, I had an even bolder idea. I
suddenly lifted her clothes and bra, instantly exposing her two small breasts to the air. In the dim light,
I could see her perky breasts, slightly parted to the sides, very white and tender, even showing fine green
veins. The areolas were small and pink, and the equally pink nipples were quite adorable. From my angle,
the two undulating peaks combined with her flat stomach were incredibly erotic. Unfortunately, this erotic scene only lasted for a second or two. Xiaoyu, realizing what was happening, quickly pulled her clothes down with her right hand. At the same time, her left hand pinched
my thigh hard. 　　Ouch! Sometimes it's a good thing, at least it can bring you back to your senses. Only then did I realize we were almost at the transfer station, so I quickly told her to take them off so I could fasten the bra hooks for her. She immediately leaned down, resting her head on my lap, her mouth right near my penis. She even took the opportunity to gently bite my penis through her jeans. After fastening her buttons and adjusting her tank top, I gave her a quick pinch on the butt. 　　Just then, the bus arrived at our stop, and I pulled her off with me. Coincidentally, the double-decker bus arrived just as well, and we were the only two getting on at this stop. After paying, I looked around and, seeing there weren't many people on the bus, immediately pulled her to the back of the stairs. Thank God, the "private booth" was empty, so I let her in and sat in a seat outside. She didn't hesitate and quickly went in, like two lovers who had planned it beforehand. 　　Since we'd already warmed up on the other bus, I reached out and unhooked her bra without her objecting. I guessed she was probably eager for it too; I think anyone who's experienced this kind of stimulation would enjoy it. I simply pulled her transparent bra strap down her arm and took her bra out from the front . She quickly snatched the bra and stuffed it into her bag. I then lifted her tank top and saw her breasts again. Perhaps she felt safer there, so this time she didn't object, only shyly burying her head on my shoulder and gently pinching me with her nails on my thigh. 　　You can imagine how erotic the scene was. I immediately caressed her breasts with both hands and brought my mouth to lick them. When my tongue touched her nipple, I saw her legs immediately close together, and her whole body convulsed. My attention was then drawn to her lower body. While licking her breasts , my left hand reached around her back and massaged her left breast. My right hand went to unbutton her jeans. 　　The buttons were open, but the zipper wouldn't come down because she was sitting. She immediately cooperated by raising her buttocks, and I took the opportunity to unzip her pants and pull them down to her thighs. A small tuft of pubic hair and black lace thong underwear were immediately exposed. The panties were adorable; they were actually made of a triangular piece of silk fabric attached to a belt , with the triangular part quite transparent, revealing some pubic hair peeking through. 　　The triangular part was very small, only covering half of the pubic hair. There was no fabric at all for the labia; only a string passed through the labia majora and tied around her anus. Her labia were very clean, without a single pubic hair. The labia were small and pinkish, and the clitoris wasn't very prominent—it could be described as a top-quality vulva. Because of the recent...

The stimulation had already caused her vulva to become covered in glistening, sticky fluid, even down to her inner thighs.

I didn't directly attack her vulva; instead, I gently played with her pubic hair, then stroked her
inner thighs and buttocks, but avoided touching her vulva, keeping her on tenterhooks. By this
time, she was burning with desire, so her hand went to my penis. I unzipped my pants, and
my wet, large penis sprang out. She eagerly grabbed it and skillfully began to stroke it. My hand continued
to explore around her vulva, occasionally brushing against her labia, causing her body to tremble.

Finally, she couldn't resist any longer, grabbing my right hand with her other hand and placing it on her clitoris. The moment was
right, and I began to rub her clitoris with my fingertips, starting slowly. Gradually, her
body reacted more and more intensely; she twisted her hips from time to time, her grip on my penis tightened,
and the speed of her stroking increased. I knew she was almost there, so I sped up.
With her body suddenly tensed, trembling uncontrollably, making moaning sounds. Then,
a large amount of vaginal fluid gushed out, dripping from her panties onto the bus floor.

I straightened up and whispered in her ear, "I want to go in." She was completely absorbed in
lust , forgetting she was on a bus, and nodded, even giving me a kiss.

I pulled her pants down to her ankles, then had her stand up. I moved to the inside, unzipped my
pants, and freed my penis. I untied the top string of her panties and pulled them down
(this time I didn't give them to her, but put them in my pocket). Then, I helped her sit slowly
on my penis, and she naturally guided it into her vagina.

Because she had just orgasmed, her vagina was hot and wet, making it easy for my penis to enter,
reaching her deepest point—her cervix. She trembled again, her breasts quivering
like jelly. I squeezed her breasts with one hand and
supported a piston-like motion. She

kept moaning and groaning, thankfully the roar of the engine behind us masked her
cries.

After about a few dozen thrusts, she got a little tired, so I had her turn around and lie across the chair, her back arched and her buttocks
sticking out, her head sticking out to observe what was happening outside. I stood inside and entered her from behind.
As you know, the height in that "private room" was limited, so I had to bend over as well, which allowed me to grab her
breasts.

The special location, the special people, the special sex position—every factor stimulated us to the extreme. This kind of sex
makes it exceptionally easy for both partners to reach orgasm. Although she had already orgasmed once,
I could feel her second orgasm approaching from her increasingly tight vagina, and I was also reaching my limit. So I launched my
final offensive, a series of fierce thrusts, each time penetrating deep into her vagina.

With each penetration, she responded intensely. Suddenly, I felt a wave of heat envelop my glans; she had climaxed,
and I, too, ejaculated hot semen. Throughout ejaculation, I remained firmly pressed against her clitoris,
each spurt hitting her clitoris hard.

This resulted in her trembling in waves.

"The next stop is the final stop, xxx. All passengers, please take your belongings and exit through the rear door." The bus
announcement brought us back to reality from our climax; we had missed our stop. I quickly pulled out my still-erect penis,
not even bothering to clean it, and stuffed it into my pants, pulling them up. She first pulled down her tank top, then,
ignoring the mixture of semen and vaginal fluid still dripping from her vagina, quickly pulled up her pants and straightened them. By then
, the train had already pulled into the station. There were only the two of us left on the train. As we hurriedly ran off, I
saw the driver give us a strange look and a sly smile.

[The End]

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