He didn’t seem to care about my display. Sex I sat, or should I say lounged back, in the chair with one foot up on the bar under another chair, pussy spread wide, and enjoyed a couple of drinks and watching the world go by. Instead I sat on my own near a window and had to resort to turning the egg on. To be more stable as the bus bounced along I was standing with my feet slightly more than shoulder width apart and I wondered if the man could see my clit peeking out between my lips. After what seemed like forever, I heard the tone of the boat’s engine change and felt a change of direction so I moved my hands then opened my eyes. I walked along some narrow streets down to the main square, and apart from a few young men turning to look at me, I was invisible to just about everyone. Fortunately the journey was only about half an hour and I was soon walking out of the San Antonio bus station.
