Diary Dior #8

[Christina Dior]

I was going to visit my friend, who was hospitalized. The thermometer showed +25. I decided to put on my white translucent blouse, I decided to leave my bra at home so as not to fall completely from the heat, panties, which could be called that with a huge stretch, because, in fact, they covered absolutely nothing... I also took a knee-length skirt and left Houses. Catching the admiring glances of the guys, I boarded the crowded bus. It was impossible to breathe in it. I drove a couple of stops and the crowd getting on the bus pushed me into the very back of the cabin, facing the window. And suddenly... I felt someone’s palm, as if by accident, stroking my butt. A few moments later, the palm appeared there again and clearly had no intention of leaving there anymore. I tried to turn around, but the crowd, tightly “pressing” me into the very corner of the bus, did not allow me to do this. And the hand, meanwhile, was already walking with might and main over my ass and smoothly moving along my thighs. Waves of excitement were already rolling through the entire body, and the panties could already be safely squeezed out. The stranger, meanwhile, proprietiously lifted up my skirt, exposing my elastic butt, and pressed himself close to me. I leaned back with my whole body. His fingers massaged my soft and pink pussy with all his might and it squealed indecently loudly, which made me even more excited... And then this guy inserted his fingers into me and simply began to hammer my pussy like a jackhammer. I somehow managed to hold back my screams, biting my lower lip. I let go of the situation and gave in, spreading my legs wider so that it would be easier for him to fuck me. I twisted and waved my ass towards him, pushing the hole onto my fingers. I wanted a dick wildly and quietly asked to be fucked. I never managed to finish, because the stranger lowered me to my knees and simply, unceremoniously came on my face. From the pressure and surprise, I opened my mouth and almost all the nectar fell into my mouth. My face was covered in sperm, from my open mouth, male nectar dripped onto the floor through my lips. Breathing heavily, I took the wet head into my mouth. She sucked the penis and the remaining sperm from it. My wet pussy was burning with fire and just begging to be pounded properly and preferably more than once. The guy got off a minute later, at the next stop. I stood up, straightened my skirt, and buttoned my blouse. I couldn’t find the panties. I wiped my face with a damp cloth and ran out of the bus...