Safe And Sound: Doggy Position Health Checks With Creampie Approval

Though again there’s vapours of doubt. I’m not sure if she can feel me through the nylon yet and I slide my hand away, matching the progress of her advance as she continues approaching towards me. It’s not too busy, probably a little over half full, and most of those that are alone have managed to snag a double seat to themselves, including me. I twitch my finger drowsily against her tights and feel a slowly increasing pressure against it. Other than a small murmur, the bus is mostly quiet during this exchange so everyone close by is able to hear what’s going on and it’s clearly caught a few people’s attention. Proceeding with this extended journey, I repeat the method played out by the rhythms of the road. And then I feel it; the puddle secreted in her panties. I can see delicate movements through her black tights and I’m convinced she’s spending less and less time engaging her muscles. Once everyone is on the doors close and the engine shudders to life, it revs up and we roll out of the bus station.