She didn’t struggle much—maybe my wish was making her a little docile, or maybe she was just caught completely off-guard—as I cuffed her hands together through the seat’s frame, leaving her kneeling on the bus floor; her delightful ass pointed right at me, wriggling as she struggled. Sex video “Didn’t say which one, now did I?”
“Fuck, fuck!” she groaned. Hot damn, I fucking loved being the Ghost of Paris! To be continued… “It’s not me.”
The driver picked up a phone attached to the computer built into his dashboard. You project your lusts through your touch, driving the woman into a frenzy of lust where she’ll be willing to say or do anything just to have satisfaction.”
“Sound’s ’bout right.” I slapped the cop’s ass.
