Danil gripped the overhead rail as the evening bus lurched through traffic, his phone pressed to his ear. "Sveta, darling, I'm just standing here in this sardine can. Traffic's a nightmare, but I'll be home soon," he said, voice steady despite the crowd pressing around him. A striking woman with sharp green eyes and a confident smirk had maneuvered right in front of him, her face level with his crotch. She wasn't shy—strong, poised, radiating control like she owned the packed aisle.
"Don't look so tense, stranger," she whispered, her tone laced with wit. "Your wife sounds lovely. Bet she doesn't know what a horny opportunity is unfolding inches from her voice." Danil's eyes widened as she deftly tugged his pants and underwear down just enough, exposing his already hardening cock to the humid air. "Sveta, yes, work was fine," he managed, swallowing hard. The woman chuckled softly. "Call me Lena. And this cock? It's mine for the ride. Stay cool, or she'll suspect."
Lena's mouth enveloped him in one smooth, assertive motion—a bold blowjob that made his knees buckle. Her tongue, impossibly thin and agile, probed deeper, sliding fully into his urethra with a sensation that mixed shock and electric pleasure. Danil bit his lip. "No, honey, just... stretching my legs. The bus is swaying." Panting quietly, he felt sweat bead on his forehead as Lena worked him, her free hand slipping under her skirt to tease her own wet pussy, fingers coming away dripping with arousal. She glanced up, eyes sparkling. "Feel that? My pussy's soaked just from this game. Your ass is clenching—relax, big guy."
The bus jolted, but Lena held firm, her strong grip on his thigh demanding he endure. "Sveta, traffic's clearing," Danil gasped into the phone, his cock throbbing hard in her mouth. Lena pulled back briefly, whispering wickedly, "Cum for me quietly while you chat. Imagine my ass grinding against you next chapter." His body tensed, sweating profusely now, as he came hard down her throat, cum pulsing in waves she swallowed with a satisfied hum. Panting, he fought to keep his voice normal. "Love you too, Sveta. Almost home." Lena licked her lips, rising slightly with a dominant grin. "Good boy. But this horny ride's just starting—my dripping pussy wants more than your tongue trick next."
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