It wasn't the first time we had talked, but for some reason I had gotten flirty, you know, filled the little chat box with enuendo about how I liked t...ings big and how I wasn't shy about taking charge where it really counted like in the bedroom.After an hour of chat that bordered on steamy, I had climbed into bed and pulled it out. Rotating shaft, spinning beads, a vibrator on the front, and an anal tickler, lets just say, my rabbit was good at doing what I told it to."Two night's?" Katie. I let myself out of the door and crossed to the darkened vehicle, feeling the cold night air on my bare legs and sore vulva.As I crossed the tarmac a bizarre thought entered my mind; I never did get my chocolate mousse!*The air in the car was cool as I settled into the passenger seat of the waiting Porsche; Pete must have been waiting there for some time. When I gathered the courage to look across at my husband I was horrified; he looked almost grey in the street light and in a state of shock. Mom then spit my cock out and told me to get off of her. Her pussy was plenty wet and I knew she really wanted to fuck. I got off of her and she rolled over onto her stomach and told me to go away. But she had her ass up just enough to show off her snatch. I got behind her and slid into her easily and without any resistance from her. Mom's pussy was tight and wet. I began to bang mom hard and forcefully. She told me to stop but she kept meeting my thrust so I figured she was liking what was. As the bus moved on, it began to fill with passengers at each stop. After 3-4 stops, the bus became severely crowded.After sometime, I felt as if something hard was lightly pressing my right arm. I looked on my side to find a male passenger’s crotch pressing on my arm. I was uncomfortable at first, but then I thought that the passenger was probably unintentionally doing this, as passengers were continuously dashing against each other while moving up & down the aisle, for either going forward to.