The sensations the plug was giving me as I walked had me soaking wet again before we got to the tube. We sat down as Dave said it was a few stops to o...r destination. As I sat, I crossed my legs and I knew that my holdups were clearly on show, but I loved the thought and revelled in it.We must have gone into every shop on Oxford Street that sold lingerie. Dave chose about seventy-five per cent of what we bought. All of it was silk, satin or lace and I felt so spoilt. He wouldn’t tell me how much. Well, this way maybe she would wind up with a paramedic husband. She pictured a paramedic having to cut her out of her yoga pants and seeing her lacy panties, his mind filling with lustful thoughts.Megan often had lustful dreams and squirmed slightly in the streetcar seat. Luckily it was a sparsely filled and no one was sitting next to her to complain about her inability to sit still.She saw the copper arches ahead, announcing the Middle Eastern district and pulled the cord to stop the. When we reached an ideal spot, I erected the chairs and laid the blanket. I sat down on one of the chairs and Mom passed me the wicker basket which I duly placed on my laps to make it easier to take things out and hand to her. I looked up at mom and realised that she had a huge wet stain on the front of her t-shirt which made her tits and nipples stick out even more. I was transfixed and mom noticed me staring. She touched the wet spot and played with it in between her fingers. There was. I too entered it but very far away from her. So waited for the stop where she got down. After we got down from the bus, I went straight to her. She recognized me and stood still. She did not expect me that I will meet her in the evening. I again said sorry to start with. She said ok and told that it is normal in the public bus. I replied it is not normal this time and I purposefully did that. She remained quiet and just stared at me. I continued and said that I want to fuck her. She was.