But I stayed away from that bus shelter for a while, particularly avoiding that time of day. It pays to be careful. I thought I was safe enough, but y...u never know.But after a few weeks, I felt it was safe enough and again, after a few beers I was waiting at the same bus stop at about the same time and I saw her again - the same woman, the same bus stop. It wasn't really intentional on my part, but I wondered whether I had sub-consciously planned it.Once again, I was there initially alone and. We’d had a few drinks the night before and the conversation had become quite smutty, and we got to talking about which celebrity we’d least like to have sex with. And on the drive home Jan had worn a really short skirt and a tight tee-shirt. She’d dozed off as I drove, and her tiny skirt had ridden up so her white panties were visible. I thought she might be in a horny mood, so I started to stroke the inside of her thigh up to her crotch, and then proceeded to rub the bulging gusset. Suddenly. Put your lips on her ass as I pull out. And once I felt her lips in place, I slowly slid from our daughters ass. As to be expected, my cum came gushing out, filling my wifes mouth. Still heaving, I gave more direction to both of my sluts, Kiss again. Just like before, I want to see my cum filling our daughters mouth. I felt my cock twitch as I said this. I knew it was going to take some time before I was ready to go, but this was definitely helping me recharge. Brittany wasted no time returning. Now she was old enough to appreciate the spring celebration for what it was. While Easter celebrated God, Jesus, and the renewal of that bond with Jesus's sacrifice, Dyngus Day celebrated spring, the renewal of life. The pairing of lovers, the start of families. She sent her glance at the doorway behind her, Natan appearing carrying two mugs in one hand and a platter of chicken wings in the other. She looked away, cheeks warming.She had found her lover."Here we go." He placed the tray on the.