Go on fucking her face

"Don't let her off easy, Mister," Alica tells me. "I haven't heard her be this quiet for this long ever since she learned to talk!" At this, Samantha half-turns her head towards her as far as my shaft in her neck will allow her to and tries to mumble something. "What's that, honey?" I ask and pull out of her; but as soon as she draws breath to say something, I yell "Oh no you don't!" and resume drilling her with even more vigour than before. This, predictably, gets me another round of applause from everyone on the bus.

This goes on for a few more minutes until Alica gently notifies me that the next stop is in fact theirs and that they do need to get off. I reluctantly pull out of Samantha's face -- more because this means that she might start talking again than anything else -- and begin to finish myself off. As soon as I've pulled out, however, Alica reaches over and starts stroking me. Samantha, finally, seems too spent to say anything and waits limply and with a slightly concussed look on her face for me to finish with her. Soon enough, aided by the enthusiastic Alica, I climax and spurt hot cum all over Samantha's exhausted little body, accompanied by more laughs and cheers from the girls.

"Well, this has been a nice change," Alica winks at me. "If we ever need her to shut up again, we'll look for you!" With this, she and another girl help Samantha, who is slightly dazed and wobbly on her feet, out of the bus. I slowly make my way behind them back to my seat, humbly accepting several high-fives and claps on the back from other passengers.

The rest of the journey is spent in quiet bliss, and as I get off at my stop, even the bus driver smiles warmly at me.