I thought about you today, imagined being on my way to see you. Squirming on my seat on the bus as just knowing you are waiting for me has my pussy soaked. I am staring out of the window, but am not seeing anything. My mind is lost on what might be in store. I squeeze my thighs together, trying to cause some friction on my throbbing clit, wishing the bus was quieter so I could slip a hand into my trousers. It feels like t...