He sat up and fiddled with his seat moving it back and moving the angle of the back of the seat, then doing the same to mine.Leaning over he kissed me...and felt my tits, then moved down and sucked my nipples his hand moved downwards once again, he pulled up my skirt and his hand was again on my knee. Sitting up a little he kissed me as his hand moved further up the inside of my thigh, I opened my legs as moved higher and higher.My arm around his neck as we snogged hard and faster his hand now. She sat in the middle entrance of our bus and the journey commenced.As we reached half-way, the boys started dancing in the middle of the bus. She came to the back seat where I was sitting. I was so thrilled to have every guy’s dream-woman sitting next to me. She was casually enjoying the dance, clapping and encouraging them all.My hot English teacher was on my right, and I was near the window seat. As the bus kept moving, I started to notice that her saree is flying a bit here and there due to. "Well there is only one thing we can do, we tie her up and fuck her. That is if you want to, I mean it's your mom are you ok doing it again?" She asked definitively. "WHAT?!?!? Are you insane that's what started the whole problem to begin with!!" I yelled at her. Then I thought about it some more, would I fuck my mother again? Yeah looking back it was amazing and hot as hell. "And I think I would do it again, how do you know she wants me again?" "Look, based on what you said your mom hasn't. ‘I’m going to have a shower and then get something to eat, Jeanne,’ she told the receptionist. Jeanne was reading a gossip magazine and nodded absently, and Laura stood and made for the lift. In the shower, relaxing under the hot water, her hands drifted to her crotch. She rolled the ball of her thumb over her mound, feeling the tiny friction of her fine hair against the soft skin, and wriggled as she felt her pussy lips respond to the pressure. One finger slipped into the top of her slit and.