Coming to the story. This time I was traveling in non a/c sleeper from chennai all alone as my band members had one more show in Kerala and I didn’t... have vacations as my college is strict. As I sat in the bus my seat was almost back and bus was about to start and my next seat alone was vacant.Since I was damn tired I just hoped that next seat remain vacant so that I can take rest. But when the bus was leaving bus stand a girl rushed and entered the bus and she came to my next seat. She was Hema. My mother was sobbing by then, as she held onto me gingerly. Her cunt was still contracting around my cock, which was still hard and lodged deep within her.I had laid atop my mother as soon I'd cum in her. She always mentions how she likes that afterwards. She tells me that she likes to feel my heartbeat next to hers after the sex. Her theory is that the heart pounds real loud right after sex and if two lovers lie down like we do after making love, their bonds only become stronger.Her legs were. It’s funny how they’ll always be kids and I’ll always think of them as toddlers roaming the house and getting in trouble. It doesn’t matter that they are both married and have children of their own. They’ll always be babies to me. What would I have said that I didn’t say to her in forty years? Feeling sorry for myself instead of fully understanding what she was going through and what she was feeling, I probably would have said nothing. I probably would have held her hand and cried, as I do now. He sprayed on the “shower in a can” he kept in the console for just such an occasion. He made his way through the security gate and into the parking garage.He made his way to sub-level three where his section worked. Steven Baker had been with the CIA domestic threat section for the last six years of his seventeen-year career. They were running a joint task force with The Federal Protective Service. They protect and investigate crimes against Federal buildings, assets and government.