Japanese long haired woman getting creamed on the public bus!

The bus was packed, the air thick with the smell of exhaust and something sweatier, more primal. She sat there, long black hair cascading down her back, eyes fixed on the grimy window. Her skirt hiked up, thighs exposed, a silent invitation. A hand snaked over, rough and calloused, gripping her inner thigh. She didn’t flinch, just parted her legs wider, giving him full access. His fingers dug into her flesh, inching higher, pushing her panties aside. She gasped as he found her wet, slick, ready. He rubbed her clit, brutal and fast, making her squirm. The bus lurched, throwing her against him, his fingers slipping inside her, fucking her hard. She bit her lip, stifling a moan, as he pounded into her, his thumb circling her clit. The bus stopped, people got on, but she didn’t care, lost in the rhythm of his fingers, the filth of public sex. He pulled her close, his breath hot on her ear, “You’re gonna come for me, aren’t you, slut?” She nodded, her body tensing, ready to explode. He bit her neck, hard, and she came, her body convulsing, her juices coating his hand. He pulled his fingers out, holding them up to her mouth. She sucked them clean, tasting her own arousal, her eyes never leaving his. The bus doors closed, and they were off again, the city lights blinking past, a silent witness to their dirty deed.

Her head was on his shoulder, her breath ragged, her body still trembling from her orgasm. He unzipped his pants, pulling out his hard cock. She looked at it, then at him, a dirty smile playing on her lips. She turned, straddling him, her back to the rest of the bus. She lifted her skirt, exposing her ass, and lowered herself onto him, taking his cock deep inside her. He gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh, as she rode him, slow and steady. The bus was noisy, people talking, the engine rumbling, but all she could hear was the wet sound of their fucking, the slap of his balls against her ass. She leaned forward, her hands on his knees, changing the angle, taking him deeper. He groaned, his hands moving to her tits, squeezing them hard. She moaned, her head falling back, her hair cascading down her back. He leaned forward, his teeth sinking into her shoulder, marking her. She came again, her body clenching around his cock, milking him. He groaned, his body tensing, and he came, his hot cum filling her, dripping out onto his pants. She slid off him, turning to face him, a satisfied smile on her face. She leaned in, her lips brushing his ear, “Thank you for the ride,” she whispered, before standing up, adjusting her skirt, and walking off the bus, leaving him there, his cock softening, his pants stained with their combined juices.