<strong>On The Bus</strong><br/><br/>Sophronia hummed with pleasure. Her pussy was as unique as the rest of her, luxurious, perhaps even extravagant. The outer lips were full, soft, and engorged with desire. They gently cupped her dripping, velvet folds in a perfect oval. A fat, protruding clit sat above it all, perfectly shaped. The heat of Sophie's arousal radiated against Harmony's palm.<br/><br/><strong>"Clearly not."</strong>Sensing that she'd finally broken down the last barrier of reluctance, Sophronia kissed her again. This time it was more insistent, more aggressive. Her tongue pushed between Harmony's lips, seeking more. Her hands became more insistent as well, sliding down into Harmony's pants in the back, and under her shirt in the front, pushing it up to expose her breasts, exploring the other woman's body voraciously.