[SNOS-241] Midnight bus encounter with a mysterious beauty who drained me completely until dawn

The bus was dark, just the hum of the engine and the occasional streetlight slicing through the windows. She slid into the seat next to me, this mysterious woman with a scent that made my cock twitch. Her hand found my thigh almost immediately, fingers tracing circles that got bolder with every passing mile. When the lights went out, she didn’t hesitate. Her palm pressed against my crotch, feeling the bulge growing under her touch. She unzipped my fly with a practiced ease, her fingers wrapping around my shaft. I gasped, but she silenced me with a finger to her lips. The bus lurched, and she squeezed harder, stroking me slowly at first, then faster, her thumb circling the head. I could feel her breath on my neck, hot and wet. My hips bucked involuntarily as she worked me, her grip tightening, milking every drop of precum that leaked out. The entire bus was oblivious, just shadows and whispers. Her hand was a vise, pulling and twisting, building a pressure that had me gripping the seat. When I finally came, it was a violent release, shooting into her palm. She didn’t stop, squeezing out every last drop, smearing it over my cock and balls. The lights flickered back on as we arrived, and she was gone, leaving me spent and shaking, my jeans soaked with my own cum.