On the Bus From Allentown
By Russeltrust
I started fingering her
Sometime before we reached the Lincoln Tunnel.
She came as we emerged into Manhattan.
The bus was full with people,
Hannah had the window seat
She unzipped her jeans
My hand reached in
Her wet, familiar pussy.
We kissed and kissed
And she came
Stifling the noise
Her smile exhilarating
We took the C train
To Penn Station
And then went our separate ways
She out to Brooklyn
Me home to Queens
On the LIRR
Occasionally surreptitiously sniffing
Her most intimate scent
That coated my fingers.
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