I gently squeezed his hanging ball sack and continued to jack his rock hard dick. The next thing I knew he had moved between my legs and his cock was ...eep into my pussy and he was rapidly fucking me. I was being fucked by someone other than my husband for the first time since collage. It felt so good I did not care what he was doing. There was no way I was going to try to make him stop. It felt to good. I plead temporary insanity because hubby had got me so hot and had not made me cum before.. Was it the pictures of women exposing various parts of their anatomy to all and sundry?Not really, I'd looked at porn on the net for years and, yes, it did get me excited but this was a completely different feeling.Slowly I began to understand that it was the idea that I would be in control. Anything that happened would be because I said it would happen. That was the source of the added excitement I was feeling. The belief that this would also excite the others who were involved simply added to. Another ride to school with my baby rubbing her clit and slipping pants on at the last minute. I could learn to like this if I tried hard enough.The next morning, Marcie was nowhere to be found. There was no half naked teenager lounging in the doorway of the bathroom as I showered. Had she suddenly had enough or decided that it wasn't the right thing to do? I was frantic. I threw on my robe and ran down the hall to her room to see what was going on.As I burst into her room, she was still in. About 45 mins into the journey Sandeep is preparing for sleep and I tell him I was also tired and would turn in, I know these buses get really cold really fast in the night so I am carrying a big blanket for protection, this blanket is really big and 2 ppl can easily roll up into it, he gets up and closes the cabin door with louvers for ventilation no1 can see inside of it, he says it will be very cold if we left the door open, I agree to his proposition and he then climbs into bed and lays.