The movement of her ass on my crotch had changed from the random bounce of the bus to a regular back and forth motion. She knew what was going on and ...or some reason she wasn't stopping me. So I did what any horny young boy would do... I kept pushing my luck. I placed my left hand on mum's waist and slipped my right hand under her skirt, resting it on her stomach. I gently traced with my index finger from her belly button down to the top of her panties. I followed the elastic around to her hip. Mills implored. “Go home. She’s going to need you strong, even if she doesn’t realize it. Please.”They, and my mom, had made reasonable points, and short of forcing my way into the treatment rooms, I wasn’t going to be able to see Jocelyn before morning, and even then, I wasn’t sure she’d want to see me. Going home made sense, even though I wanted to stay.“OK,” I said. “If you promise to call if anything at all changes.”“We will, Mike. She loves you. She told me that last weekend after you. You bring your hands up and brace yourself against the bar. Suddenly someone bumps into us from behind and you feel my cock head press against your slit. I rub my cock up and down your cunt, tickling your hole, teasing you slowly. You feel me stop while my hand goes around your waist, pulling your snatch onto me. You feel my cock start to invade your pussy. You tense up, not believing what is happening. “Relax,,” I whisper in your ear, “I’m just going to fuck your hot little cunt.” I tell. Of course, I took Julie along with me to keep me sorted out with the details of our investigation. She was in the late stages of her pregnancy now and was moving slowly at best. Her ability to even get up and down in a chair was like watching the Three Stooges at a Saturday Matinee.I was forced to smile thinking about how limber she was still in bed and she was able to position her body for all sorts of sexual congress that my depraved mind dwelt on in the privacy of our little bedroom at the.