She brought it down to her split and dipped the bell into the juiciness of the vaginal mouth, then slid it up to her limp clit.She thought, Goodness, ...t will be like stuffing a worm through a keyhole!But her clit came to her aid, arousing excitedly as the instrument touched it, lifting to a feeble half-loop. She wriggled the bell mouth to it, expelling air from the bulb, screwed around until the tip of her clit appeared seated in the narrowness of the tube, and released the bulb.Negative. After our breakfast, we all got into the bus and the bus started its onward journet to GOA. All of us after that horrible incident and the long and wet wait for the bus were very tired and all soon fell asleep, we had told the driver not to stop even for lunch but to driver straight on. The driver stopped for tea, say by about 4.00 p.m most of the passengers got down including me and Pushpa, we had our tea and a few biscuits and again the bus started to Goa. The bus reached Goa by 9.30 p.m.. "What's going on?" The thump of the duffle bag dropping onto the wooden floor caused me to flinch."What are you doing here?!" I shouted."We had a fire in the dorm so they cancelled classes for a week and told us to find other living quarters. So I came home." Mike's eyes were rapidly moving to the floor and back to me. "I tried calling several times but you never answered so I just hopped in my car and ... Mom, why are you dressed like that?"We were no longer making eye contact. I followed. We considered the idea of both of you for both of us, but Davis adamantly refused to fuck his own daughter, and I can respect that. He has a squick about incest, though not about May-December romances, apparently.“He also doesn’t want to share me again until he finds my replacement, saying that he shared me for years without my returning the favor. It’s his turn to monopolize the fun, to paraphrase him, and believe it or not, Darlene backed him up on that. I can respect that, too. She’s as.