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Chapter 20 by bsnick

What interrupts her need for relief?

Her bus arrives, so they hustle her out to it, after putting her fare in her coinbox

"Hey Bria, your bus is here," one of them said, grabbing her left hand.

"Better not miss it," the other said, grasping her right hand. Bria made a mewling sound of protest, **** to touch herself. She felt so close...

"Oh hey, we nearly forgot to pay you. Looks like you don't have pockets so we'll just store it with the cellphone," the first man said, and with a wink he took a dollar bill, crumpled it up and winked at her as he pushed it slowly into her pussy.

Bria gasped, both at the deed and the sensation. His soft fingers and the slightly sharp edge of the crumpled bill made her close her eyes and breath faster.

The second man took a dollar of his own and did the same, jamming it deep into her before pulling his finger out with a slurp.

Bria trembled as the first took his turn, adding a third bill to the others within her. The men alternated, adding a fourth, fifth and sixth, leaving Bria's snatch humming on the verge of an orgasm. As they filled her they held the phone in front of her, snapping pictures of her getting her twat stuffed, finally clicking on send to the last accessed e-mail before closing the phone and pushing it and the bills as far as their long fingers could reach.

"Enjoy your bus ride. Don't forget to pay the fare," they said, pushing her forward with one last rub of her clit that brought on her long awaited orgasm as she staggered without thought to the stairs of the bus.

Fishing for dollars? Throwing herself on the driver's mercy?

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