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Eventually she worked her fingers into his pants and pulled  balls out through his zipper hole, then massaged them as saliva from her fabulous cock-sucking trickled down and soaked them.

It was all he could do to keep his composure.

She must have realized how obvious we were being, because suddenly she stopped bobbing on him and just took him deep, holding him inside her.

His tip well into her throat and his body throbbing from the hot, tight sensation.

She worked her throat muscles and massaged him, milking his cock without moving her head as her face grew red.

But just when he is really close to cum. The more foot steps come in front of seat.

And, one is just stopped in front of their seat.

It's Anshuman. He didn't seen what was happening.

Anshuman : sorry mister, but that is my seat.

Aditya : oh okay. Come....

Geet is shocked because it wasn't Anshuman whose cock she was serving and the guy vanished away in a minute so she didn't even understood who was he.

Anshuman : there is your food baby.

When, Geet is embarrassed, they came down from bus in Delhi. But only Aditya know who did this to him.

Geet had no idea with whom she did that.

She look around if anyone is looking at him and two guys we're looking at her but both of them weren't Aditya.

Aditya is enough smart to not look at her after all what happened.

But Geet is confused that out of 26 boys in the bus, who got a blow job from her because of her mistaken identity fault.

She can say he was super hot and there is only three four guys look hot around.

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