I smiled and said, “I’m (I had to think) Tom. Are you from
Ithaca?”

“No, I’m from Buffalo. You?” was her reply.

I was amazed that she was from Buffalo. That meant that she
would be sitting with me the entire four hour ride there. I told
her of my place of origin and she made a comment on the coinci-
dence.

The bus got ready to leave. The driver closed the door,
made the usual pre-departure announcements, and we were off. As
we left the station, the driver turned on the air conditioning.
It took a few minutes to get back to where we were sitting but
when it did, I started to get cold. Tiffany did also. I could
see the goose bumps forming on her perfectly shaped, tan thighs.
After a while it got a little too cold for comfort. She asked
me, “Are you cold?” To which I responded, “kind of.” She said,
“I’ve got an idea” and with that, got up and reached into her bag
(again revealing her sumptuous snatch) and got out a somewhat
large blanket. She said, “Do you wanna share this blanket?” It
didn’t sound like anything promising, but I replied in the af-
firmative. She draped the blanket over our legs and we rode on.
I was a little disappointed because I now could no longer get a
glimpse of those incredible legs of hers.

It was a warm day in Ithaca, NY. Just warm enough to wear
shorts and not be too cold. I had just picked up my bus ticket
and baggage tag for my trip home to Buffalo. I was visiting my
best friend for the weekend. I filled out all the necessary
information on my baggage tag and went to give it to the bus
driver. Then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw the most unbe-
lievable looking girl I’d ever seen. She was tall, blond, very
well-endowed, and dressed in the *SHORTEST* skirt I’d ever seen
in my life. No stockings underneath or anything! We exchanged
smiles as I handed my luggage over to the driver.

I gave my friend a good-bye hug and got on the bus and sat
down. It began to fill up quickly and the only seat left was the
one next to me. A deep, sexy, female voice asked me if the seat
was taken. I looked up, and there was the girl I saw while
checking my luggage! I silently cleared my throat and, in my
radio voice (I’m a Broadcasting major) said, “No, have a seat.”
She smiled and said “Thanks, I will.” She had only one bag
with her and as she reached to put it in the baggage compartment
above our heads, her skirt raised so far up that I could see the
bottom of her delicious pussy. She wasn’t even wearing panties!
My teeth almost dropped onto the floor! She put the bag up there
and sat down. She introduced herself, “Hi, I’m Tiffany. What’s
your name?”

leaving my lips on his head, letting my tongue slide out between me and him. I
went down as far as I could, letting my tongue lick as much as I could I pulled
up slowly and started kissing and biting softly. what I did then was took a
piece of ice (nickel size) placed it in my mouth went back down to his dick,
letting the ice move inside my mouth, using my tongue to push the ice from side
to side, letting it touch his dick once in a while, the ice melted fast. I slid
up to kiss his lips and lowered my pussy down on his wet dick. Up and down I
went, slowly at first, around and around. George grabbed my hips and rammed me
down on him. He rolled me over threw my legs in the air over his shoulders,
grabbing my hips, thrusting deep in to me, I didn’t stop cumming. Faster he
fucked me, he was cumming to. I felt his love throughout my body. Afterwards, I
had him take a piece of ice (marble size) place inside my cunt. This made me
feel more relaxed. Remember everybody, foreplay is where it all begins.