You can't hold it

You cum. You cum with your semi-soft cock, covering your panties and his hands. You moan, loud and uncontrollably. The man takes this opportunity to lean in and kiss you deep. Moaning into his mouth. You can taste him, warm and musky. This sensation makes you cum more. Your hips buck, his tongue deeper, fingers quicken, your eyes locked with his. This moment lasts forever, pure blissful pleasure. Being the subject of a mans desire.

As you settle, his fingers begin to slow, he releases your lips. You breathe deep as he pulls his hand away from under your dress dripping in your fluids. You look at his hand, shocked. Your whole body shudders while you mouth hangs wide open.

He shoves his hand into your mouth, grabbing the side of your cheek and thumbing your lips. You can't help but tongue his fingers. You gag as he shoves them deep, your saliva coating him. In desperation to get air, you suck him clean.

You just hear him saying praises "Mmm, bien puta," you look up at him with pleading eyes as he removes his hand, stands and walks towards the front of the bus, leaving you there panting, alone to think of your encounter.