And then he was gone.I’m not sure how long I waited for him. Perhaps ten minutes. Perhaps an hour. I lost all track of time, but when I heard the lo...ck on our cabin door click, I felt my pussy contract…just before I got the shock of my life.“OH! MISS! Sorry!” a cabin attendant exclaimed. Then, “Who DOES this to you! I go… get help!”“NO!” I gasped. “It’s okay! I… we… my husband… he… he went to get a… a friend. He wants me like this. I want it, too,” I said, becoming aroused now, to be seen like. So one day I told him I was going to go camping and would he like to go with me. He did not know I was Gay, I do not think. So he said, "Sure, but he did not have a sleeping bag." I said, "I have two you can use one if you want." If you have ever been in the Midwest you know how hot and humid it can get. Right? Well it was real hot the day we were packing my truck. He was wearing real tight shorts on where you could see his Balls just sticking out a little. Was driving me crazy. As we were. The bus stopped, and I heard someone coming up the stairs. I looked up guiltily, my fingers still inside me, as a young guy walked down the aisle towards me. Luckily, he sat down a couple of rows in front of me and got out a book. I tried to steady my breathing and turned back to the story, lying on the seat next to me. Sarah had her hand inside Kate’s panties now, rubbing at her clit. I did the same with mine, feeling it expand out of its little nest as I stimulated it more and more. Kate was. Won’t you give me milk from your tits?”“Oh my son ... my tits are only for you ... I’ve been longing to hear this since...” she cried “ ... I wish my momma had milk...” her voice trailed off.Straightening her back, she began to quickly unbutton the hooks of her blouse, all the while looking at my face, her face darkened with lust.As the hooks of her blouse came undone, she opened the flaps of her blouse to bare the black matronly 42-D bra she was wearing inside. They were the old fashioned.