บท 2191: Shamelessly Indecent *

As Hana succeeded in her endeavor of pulling down my zipper, I could her hand slip inside as she slowly freed my length from the confines of my pants, the cool air blowing from the AC of the bus brushing against its sensitive skin. From the sensation of her warm, quivering hand, it was already hard and hot as it throbbed like a heart with blood furiously pumping down there.

Hana gasped at its sight before staring back at me. Her breath was becoming hot and ragged as our lips gravitated toward each other again.

Naturally, before going further than this, I ensured no one was paying attention to us. And even if someone incidentally looked in our direction, I put up our bags on the aisle side, creating a makeshift cover for whatever we were doing as we squeezed in together at the window seat.