Adult Blogger: PUMP THAT ASS PUMPTHATASS.COM sat otherwise alone at opposite corners of the bus's rear. As the bus took off and began its route I looked over once or twice more. Sandals off. Feet dangled over a set of empty seats that ran perpendicular to our respective corners, maybe fifteen feet along the bus's interior.
Small tattoo of a butterfly on one foot, just before the toes. In a word, sexy. Maybe kind of girly in a really endearing sort of way. Was she still a teenager when the tattoo was applied?
At half past midnight, there was something about that simple uninhibited act, those bare feet dangling there so casually that was nearly intoxicating. Furtive tertiary glances suggested definitely mid to later 30's. Yet so relaxed and confident. The countenance of someone who knows what they want and how they want it. Particularly as reflected within such gorgeous eyes.
Gazing away and into the window I could see the reflection of feet, ankles and a fraction of calf. Stores, houses and bus stops went by. Occasional late night travelers got on and off. The ride wasn't that long but it was enough time that I started to feel like I was sixteen again with my engorged length warm and hard against one thigh as I gazed out the window, the bus relentlessly going along its route. Thank god for cargo's and casual seating postures that let one maintain an appearance of propriety.
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