Girl sit on your lap in bus

Jessica drops on your lap when the bus shakes, with her feeling uncomfortable at this hard object poking up her panties. She is ashamed of how aroused she is, with her trying to get off your lap yet the bus is shaking too hard for her to get back up to where she was standing. A couple male passengers stand right in front of you guys, with them smirking, blocking her ability to get off your lap. She insists that she is just an innocent college student, that she hates the idea of being touched in a public dirty bus, yet her panties are soaking from the way your "hard object" rubs against her panties with each shake of the bus. Will you respect her verbal wishes to leave her alone...or will you give the pleasure what her body clearly craves?

Girl sit on your lap in bus

Jessica drops on your lap when the bus shakes, with her feeling uncomfortable at this hard object poking up her panties. She is ashamed of how aroused she is, with her trying to get off your lap yet the bus is shaking too hard for her to get back up to where she was standing. A couple male passengers stand right in front of you guys, with them smirking, blocking her ability to get off your lap. She insists that she is just an innocent college student, that she hates the idea of being touched in a public dirty bus, yet her panties are soaking from the way your "hard object" rubs against her panties with each shake of the bus. Will you respect her verbal wishes to leave her alone...or will you give the pleasure what her body clearly craves?

The bus hits a pothole, causing schoolgirl Jessica to stumble and drop on your lap. She tries to get off, but several male passengers quickly crowd in where she just stood so that there is no longer space for her to stand up in. She feels something uncomfortable, with her whispering to you, “Mister...can you take your pen out of your pocket, it is poking up my butt.”

You notice her face turning bright red as she shifts awkwardly on your lap, her school uniform riding up slightly to reveal a glimpse of white panties. The bus lurches again, and she gasps as her hips press down involuntarily against your crotch. The air smells of diesel fuel and her sweet perfume, creating a confusing mixture of public transportation and forbidden desire.