Imagine... The Beatles

Bus Ride

George Imagine :||

The England countryside was absolutely breathtaking! You could look out that window for hours. You looked over at your boyfriend, George Harrison, and smiled.

He was so cute sleeping. Or so you thought he was sleeping. You turn your attention back to the window. About, say, five minutes later, you feel a hand on the inside of your thigh.

You look over at George, who is in complete concentration. He bites his lip, moves upward to your pussy. You try not to moan, gasp, scream his name...

His hand quickly dart up your skirt, and rub your wet underwear.

You bite your lip, and throw your head back. George loves this reaction, and slowly enters your underwear.

He inserts a finger inside you, and pumps gently. But, he's going agonizingly slow. He grab his wrist, and sigh. "Faster." you whisper. He smirks, inserts three fingers, and pumps, hard.

He curls his fingers just a bit, so he's automatically hitting that sweet spot. Moments later, you cum all over his fingers. George smiles, and pulls his hand away from you. He licks his fingers, and kisses your neck.

"I love you, Y/N. And when we get home, you're mine..."

The End.
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