Careful not to catch a hair, she dug the nylon out of the flooding depths and stretched it to the outside of one aching lip. That left her slit exposed, but at least the crotchpiece wouldn't rub her anymore. Her fingers hovered over the steamy heat. Maybe she should see just how wet she really was. Yes, she should do that. With a soft touch, she pressed against the slightly parted crevice. It opened with a sexy click and her finger slipped into the velvety folds.

"Ohhhh… ohhhh, God, that… that's so nice…" Quickly she jerked her finger out. She knew she'd touched enough. Yes, she was wet. Wasn't that all she'd been wanting to find out? But with her finger slick with her own butter, she couldn't resist another plunge into the sensitive divide. She bit her bottom lip and eased her finger in again. This time she felt her clit throbbing against the touch as if eager for her to rub it. She gave it one light caress. The shudder of pure pleasure she felt made her rub it again.

"Nhuuh… ohhh, God, I gotta stop… gotta…"

A strange glow spread from her belly upwards. And her thighs were warm and soft feeling too. It was the most delicious sensation. And the more she worked her finger against that swollen lump of clit flesh, the hotter she grew. The bus rumbled along the highway. It was so dark inside, surely no one suspected what she was doing. But why couldn't she stop? What had happened to her willpower? She'd never been tempted to such activities before. It was that damned dream! That awful dream of those men with their hot mouths pressed against her body!

"No… Ohhh what's happening to me?" Her flesh seemed to crawl with ecstasy. She worked her hips against the light brush of her fingers. The slickness seemed to pour out of her body. Shi thought of how she'd watched Teresa in the bathtub and how disapproving she was of that kind of thing. But now with her own fingers delving sinfully into the warmth of her own cunt, it was impossible to think clearly.