She whimper as he pull away from her breast with his mouth, squirming as she wished she hadn't interrupted him. The heater kicking in made her jump at first as it activate but what it produced relaxed her soon after. She look to the bus driver again when he referred to him. She wasn't too sure if he was really trying to look at all anymore. The windows he mentioned however had been part of her concern. She furrowed her eyebrows and bit her lip as she looked at him wondering if she should really be trusting him. With the mention of her arousal however she forgot her worry.<br/><br/>"What would you have done were I wearing a skirt..?" She asked in a whisper as she was better able to talk as he was just fondling her breast now. She didn't get what the difference was between pants and a skirt. Rocking her hips, she whimpered as she was reminded of the brass knuckles. "You'll lift up my clothing... but you won't take off my pants?" She asked louder than the other question as, though she wasn't sure if she would like it, she didn't get what his logic was in this all.<br/><br/>She crooned as he took up kissing again. Relaxing more and more under his touches, her surroundings started to fade. She gasped repeatedly as he played at her nipples. They'd never been so sensitive. It was enough to make both her hands run up to help. As she grabbed at her chest quite roughly while allowing room for him to still tease at her nipples. "God that's good..." She said, inwardly cursing herself for using her lord's name in vain.