She rides the bus

Lisa entered the elevator on her floor. The smell of throw up could still be smelled from last Friday night. She covered her mouth and nose with both hands as she needed to brave the elevator. Sense her apartment was on the sixth floor, walking down flights of stairs was out of the question.

The stunning brunette pressed for the lobby floor as the doors closed behind her. "God... I hate boys... why do I think I need one?" Lisa said under her breath. Why did she need a man? She was confident. Smart. Her beauty had been complemented on so many occasions. Why was Donnie's abbs between her outstretched legs the only thing she could think about?

Lisa felt her lower body become warm as she bit on her bottom lip. Her black thong was soaked in a matter of seconds at the thought of sucking his prized cock. She knew that she must keep her thoughts under control, or Donnie would be taking full advantage of her beautiful body and the rewards it came with.

After a long bus ride uncomfortably close to a perverted old man, Lisa was finally at her destination. "You moving that beautiful ass away so soon, baby girl? I sure would love to show you my pleasure palace." The sleazy old man said with a wink. Lisa gave him the finger as she struggled to get off the bus in such a tightly fitted dress.