Off the bus, but not the end.

"Damn you're a good cocksucker, bitch!" he exclaimed, loud enough for the whole bus to hear, making a number of the previously oblivious folks turn to see. The ones already glaring at them glared even harder, some pulling out their phones to file complaints or call the police.

"Come on," Jerome told her, pushing his dick back in his pants. He didn't bother zippipng up again, just grabbed her hair to pull her up to her feet.

For a moment Bria was visible to the entire bus, her face blank and a couple ropes of cum on her lips and cheeks. Her skirt was up near her waist, her fingers buried in her cunt for the whole bus to see.

Jerome winked at the brunette, his free hand with the cellphone motioning to her.

"Quit playing with yourself, Bria," he swatted her ass. The two black guys watching them laughed.

"Hey, do me a favor?" Jerome asked them in a low voice as he pushed Bria to the doors. "See those guys taking pictures of the my girlfriend over there? The brunette over there. Yeah, I don't want my girlfriend being put on the web while I fulfill her fantasy of making out with another girl in public. Do it and I'll see you get a primo piece of ass." He squeezed Bria's rump as he said this, while she stumbled, fumbling to re-arrange her clothes as some semblance of awareness began to return.

The guys grinned, nodding eagerly as they rushed to stop the guys with the cellphones. Jerome jerked his head to the suddenly wide-eyed girl. "C'mon," he mouthed to her. "Come watch, okay?"

She nodded hesitantly and started forward. Jerome jerked Bria's hands away from her skirt, marching her off the bus into the shaded interior of the bus shelter. The bus had stopped at the end of the bus shelter and the interior of it was the shadiest. On a hot day like today it should have been the most popular area to wait, but the locals knew it was also the favorite hangout of the rougher crowd.

As he herded Bria inside and toward the unlit area where two 'non-functioning' cameras supposedly watched she began to realize what she was doing, the haze of arousal fading.

"Wait, I should..."

"Hey, relax babe. Look, you want to get home, right?"

Bria nodded, a scared look crossing her face. Was she being mugged? Was he going to hurt her, even **** her?

"Hey I don't think they're going to let you back on the bus after what you did," he winked, and she blushed furiously, looking up at him with wide-eyes as he stopped her between two cameras that supposedly kept watch on the seedy activities that might occur in this closed off section of the terminal.

"That means you need some other way to get home."

"Well, yeah..."

"So I tell you what. I've only got a few bucks on me, but you might be able to get a few more from some other guys," he looked over her shoulder to the two black guys peeking in. The brunette seemed to have decided to run off, which annoyed him, but if he finished up with Bria quickly he might be able to find her again.

"You mean..." Bria blanched. God, she couldn't whore herself for a few bucks.

"Hey babe, it'd be a thank you. I mean, you got me all hot and bothered, and here, feel this?" he put her hands on his dick, becoming hard yet again as she touched it. "See? You're so hot it's getting me up again. Take care of that little problem and I'll do what I can to get you home."

Seeing her hesitation, sense fighting with arousal, he slipped his hand under her skirt, making her jump. "You want it," he told her as she stared up at him.