I could hear a few voices that clearly objected,... but the chorus of approval rang loud. I couldn't believe it, neither could he as we clung to each ...ther hard. I gripped even tighterwhen Michael began, to probe inside his Mother. I covered my mouth to stifle a scream as Michael began to 'pump.' He held my shoulder while licking my neck, while I fought to gasp for air. His rhythm was off,but he's on the road, like a driver on a learners permit. I remained on my back for the entireencounter. It was dark on the bus. I put in my ear buds for a while and tuned out. After an hour the coffee hit me and I used the bathroom, as I exited the older man turned to me and said "Miss, are you all alone tonight?".I replied, "Yes, just going home to visit some familie." As am I. Won't you keep me company for the remainder of the trip?" he asked me.I couldn't say no. He was so sweet and his smile made me melt. I took a seat next to him and we began to talk. After an hour it was like I had known. "Hey we match!" Margie said.I could not see behind me but I assumed Margie was talking about their thongs. I thought to myself the truckers are getting a great view, Margie's ass was clearly on display and Michelle only had on a bikini top and a thong sitting in the back seat. That's when Margie started to play like they were back in high school and dared Michelle to flash a trucker her tits. They both acted like I wasn't even in the car. They were laughing and daring each other to take off. Now like you mean it." She smiled.I used my whole hand now. And I gently pinched her nipple in my fingers. She bit her lips.I was starting to like this. I sat up and used both hands on both breasts. Her breathing was getting faster."Keep exploring," she said. I knew what she meant, even though this was all new for me.My hands wandered south and massaged her flat stomach. I grazed her pubic hair. I was actually fascinated by pubic hair. Anyone's pubic hair! I was playing with her's. At this.