I stopped dead, I thought I was going to cum right there. She just sort of nodded and mouthed “YEESS”. Hard-on! I don’t know how typical I was, but since the age of 10 my hormones were always racing. I turned toward her slightly and her body followed, still pressing against me. Her knee was again pressed against my thigh. I couldn’t believe it! I pulled the panty leg down and to the side and touched her wet nakedness. She carried a purse that matched the shoes. Her leg sometimes bumped against my thigh. She shimmered as she walked. “What do I do now?”, I thought. Had to get the timing just right. I rotated my arm and let my hand ride up the back of her leg. Just riding these old buses, lots of stop and go, lots of vibration, hard on. Her leg sometimes bumped against my thigh. I rolled and pulled at her clit gently with my thumb and index finger. I went to Lane Technical High School in Chicago.
