He was crying momi momi yeea momi fuck me fuck me. My penis is inde your cunt .Momi your cunt momi your cunt. Uuhhh uhhh aaaaaa aahha uuuhu. Momi my p...nis. Dont cry. Your penis is inside my cunt. U talk dirty like your daddy.U like ityeea. I like it. I was fucking. He was talking momi u are fucking me fucking me. My daddy like. Yeea noo.His daddy was like a shadow to me that time. But i was doing the game of sex body body fucking with my son. I was thirsty. He was young & like every one he want. I took the breakfast, and left for school. Anticipating all the time, what I may see tonight, I somehow managed to attend the classes, not quite understanding what the hell were they teaching. Jay too was on leave today, so the day went quite boring. And finally goes the last bell. I was relieved, and walking fast to reach home as soon as possible, if moms there, maybe give her a kiss and a hug. As I was walking down the staircase, I saw Jess and this tall, black guy, Marty, holding each. I was beginning to feel somewhat embarrassed, but suddenly I recalled that I had a travelling blanket tied to my kitbag in the overhead rack. I stood up quickly, facing away from the family, so the lump in my trousers would not be visible to them, and pulled the blanket out of the straps in which it was rolled. I sat down and spread the blanket over my waist and legs.‘Feeling the cold, ‘ I explained to the father who had watched the process. I made sure there were enough lumps and bumps in the. He continued that for minutes and my cock was wet because of that. And surprisingly his right hand was going towards my cock.I was getting more and more nervous. His hand reached my bulge. He started rubbing his hands on my cock over my pants. He continued that until the bus reached my stop. I had the best day of my life. And I thought it wont happen again.But the next day, after the camp when I took the bus, I saw the same guy on the last seat to the left. As usual, the bus was crowded and I.