Mera boyfriend bhi unhe bohot dabata h lekin phir bhi mera bhukh mit ta nehi h..To bhir bus me koi daba deta h to main maze le leti hu ! Lekin is baar... baat kuch alag thi !Main apne mama ghar se by bus ghar wapas aa rahi thi. Bus raat ki thi to mama ji bus stop chor ne aaye the. Bus me chadte hi mujhe ek window wala seat mi gaya. Hm waha bethte hi,ek middle aged aadmi mere bagal wale seat me baitha.He lukd vry fatherly gentleman sort. Bus raat ke 8bje rawana hui. I was wearin a black short skirt. Mom= “aaaahaa aaa aaaa aaaa aah aaaahhh ab tum right vale ko suck karoo. mai nahi chahti ki vo jealous ho jaye”I started to suck the other nipple as advised by my mom. She tasted very sweet, a bit milky and I could have sucked her huge voluptuous boobs all day, but I was tempted elsewhere. I started to kiss my way down and I started to lick her pussy and clean her milky squirts from before, it tasted very milky and sweet. I was soooooo turned on by this that I started licking my mom’s pussy. “I’ll get some ice,” he suggested nervously as jack and Susan stepped over to the window. “Hurry back,” Jack suggested. It only took a minute to get the ice bucket filled and return. When he walked back in Bill was greeted with the sight of Susan’s ass fully exposed and facing him. Jack was kissing her and had pulled her skirt up, his hands squeezing her cheeks. Jack kissed over to her ear and whispered. “He’s back in the room and staring at your bare ass.” She groaned and quivered in his grip.. “NO! We never ‘slept’ together. I mean, we never had sex,” I kind of verbally jumped on him a little.“That’s right, James. Kristy, we slept together every chance we got, and we had a lot of oral sex. We never went all the way. James knows that I was a virgin when we got married,” Deb explained.“I always felt like it was a sign of respect for Deb,” I added.“If I can ask, how did this get started?” Kristy inquired.“God it’s such a long story,” I said.“It is, but Petey, we have all night,” Deb.