#163706 - I cursed whoever rang that bloody bell! Friday was disappointingly uneventful, despite removing my bra before leaving work, the Fat Controller was not aboard the bus that evening, once again my pussy ached the whole journey home, again I disappeared off to my room, I half-heartedly stroked my clit to a disappointing orgasm. He sucks in another mouthful and climbing up over me, I anticipate what he wants and open my mouth and he dribbles in the mixed cum. I threw my head back in excited lust, relishing in his fawning of my body, absorbing the wonderful sensations of his attention, vaguely I heard the bell of the bus ding and instantly his mouth left my craving tit and he turned and ambled away, leaving me frustrated, nipples wet with his spit chilling in the open air.