Imagine if you were on this bus… The trip is long, but I know how to make it more interesting. As the landscape passes by the window in the middle of this early morning, my body moves slowly in the seat, and I notice the curious looks around me. They try to hide it, but I feel the desire in the air – and if you were here, I know it wouldn’t be any different. Think about it… Me next to you, my legs crossed, my skin showing every time I change position. The fabric sliding down my thighs as I adjust myself, feigning innocence, but knowing exactly what I’m doing to you. Your breathing heavy, your hands restless, trying to control yourself – but I see how much you’re struggling not to get lost in dirty thoughts. What if, in a moment of daring, I leaned in a little more? Just enough for you to smell the scent of my skin, for your eyes to get lost in each carefully exposed curve. I know you wouldn’t resist for long. Your mind would already be drowning in forbidden fantasies, imagining what would happen if I whispered in your ear and ordered you to obey in silence. But you know, right, you pervert, even so close, I would still be out of your reach. I enjoy myself like this – leaving you on the edge, wanting more, but unable to touch. Because this is the cruelest truth: you can imagine me by your side, feel the warmth of my presence, but the pleasure of having me? Oh, that… will never be yours. The journey continues – and I keep showing off, knowing that your desire crawls with me. 😈 #hot