Sexy babe opens her wet pussy
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.
