The bus floor was wet of semen, my squirt and sweat and the dirt on the bus floor were stained all over my body.52, 53, 54 another three (say Waqid, L...ait and Rahman) triple penetrated me but thus time, as I was being fucked doggy style by Waqid and Lait, Rahman was fucking my mouth. At least my pussy was not getting torn apart, I thought.After a while, I felt the cock of Rahman ready to explode. He held my hair and kept my face firm on his cock, sending all music semen inside my mouth and then. “Leave me, for God’s sake, leave me”, mom said while still holding onto my shoulders.“Come on mom, don’t fight it. Your pussy is wet, your nipples are already hard. And I know you want it. Don’t you want me to fuck you?” I slowly started thrusting my meat rod into her oyster.“Yes! I want you to fuck me, beta, but please, your dad is in the next room! Have some mercy on me”, mom pleaded.“Aaahhh please mom, don’t stop me now. Let’s fuck each other and enjoy our bodies mom”, I said and I started. Her mom and dad fucked like little bunnies, it seemed to her. Some girl or woman or pair or trio was over visiting her father a couple times a month, and then when her mother's time came -- she could confirm that's when it was because they cycled together -- the noises from the bedroom could be truly disgusting.Her parents were with the program all the way. They were hoping to make a baby brother or sister for her, and were even more excited about her making a grandchild for them. They had made. It was easy. For a few days, until I got the trailer stocked and everything moved into it, it was parked in the carport. She brought hot cocoa packets and a carton of milk. The first thing I’d moved into the trailer was my coffee mugs.“So, Dad,” she began. She was using her most mature voice—the voice of reason. “What’s your goal? Are you out to discover yourself? Do you have a quest to see all the states? The National Parks? Old girlfriends?” We laughed. I pulled a bottle of crème de menthe.