I could feel my pussy aching for her touch by now, and I was pretty sure that she felt the same way about me. She continued to stare at me then said, ... “So, do you want to come back to my place?” “I do” I said, finishing my drink off. “Good” she said, “When do you want to leave?” “Now” I said, standing up. She agreed and we went to her car, quickly hurrying back to her place. We got to her place and walked in the door, slowly walking up the stairs to her room. We took off our. Nothing happened for a minute or too, my manliness failing me, but then it struggled to rise, to once more venture into the breech. Mom leaned over my valiant, half-hard erection and ... drooled saliva all over it! She worked it in with her hands, then bent and drooled on it again, then again. Mom walked on her knees past me. I turned to follow but she stopped, hunched over, knees and calves together. She looked back at me.“Ben,” she whispered.“Yes,” I whispered back.“You have to do this very. My aunt noticed that my eyes were wondering on her assets, she tried to cover it but later ignored everything and started to assemble the luggage. I was quite surprised to this because she is a “Ghareloo “woman and she doesn’t do it in Public. My Cock started to rise up and she started to notice it. She stood up, turned her back towards me and started fixing from the opposite side. So I lost interest and suddenly she sat on me. Her butt above my dick and her pussy on my dick exactly, as if like. Most were absorbed on their phones or had their eyes closed. I noticed that the plaid-shirt man who was staring at me was sitting in the seat directly next to me. With much effort, I turned and faced away from him hoping he hadn't seen me. As I was trying to calm myself, I felt something touch my thigh. It was brief, so I figured someone was adjusting their bag. Then I felt it again. This time I knew it was definitely a hand rubbing my inner thigh. I looked around to see if anyone noticed or.