I was traveling to my mom’s birthplace. It was almost 6 pm when I boarded the bus. It was a long journey (maybe 100 to 120 km). The bus was congeste.... I stood at the back of the bus. I was wearing a full sleeve shirt with sleeves rolled to my elbows and a jeans pant.After 10-15 minutes, I felt a hand on my dick rubbing from outside my pants. At first, I ignored but it continued. As it was my first time, I was a little afraid and I still don’t know what feeling that was. I thought he was trying. "Are you sure we're in the right house?" Sean asked. The two young women looked around, still aghast at the condition of the room. They spent several minutes looking carefully at things before answering his question."Yes, this is or was our house. All of the furniture is correct, even the pictures on the wall, and the paint are correct, but what happened here? It wasn't like this when we visited before Christmas!" they both told us, indignantly."Where is your Mother?" Sean asked."I don't know!". Mom ny khamoshi tori or kaha..Mom: kiya dekh raha hai vickyMe: kuch ni momMom: sab jaanti hun mien tu mery boobs ko ghoor raha hai kafi dino syMein shocked ho gaya phir socha k moqa acha hai or mom bhi green signal dy rahi hai choka laga hi dena chahye.Me: han mom ap k boobs sach mien bohat sexy or hot hienMom: chal besharam kahin ka, aja pool mien agar nahana hai toMeri to mano lottery lag gayi thi bina mehnat k hi sab kuch milny wala tha, mien jaldi sy pool mien utar gaya or mom k qareb chala. I don’t think she knows,” I said, “I think she was looking to pick up a guy.”“What the fu...” I glared at her, “What the heck do you mean, ‘pick up a guy?’ She’s your wife, married women don’t go out picking up guys!”“Maybe you can explain that to her, she certainly didn’t understand me when I tried to tell her.”“What are you going to do, Dad? You have to stop her!”“I tried, Sweetie, I tried, she simply wouldn’t listen to me. She’s got her head full of some New Age feminist mumbo-jumbo about.