Her slacks were held up by a number of buttons, these he quickly undid and then pushed them down, revealing a light green pair of panties. Her slight ...asp was replaced by very auditable ‘Ahhhh!’ and ‘Ohhhhh’ as he slipped under the elastic and ventured into the hairy forest at her groin. “Forget the lunch for now”, he muttered. “Let’s fuck”. With that he pushed her over the table, ripped the slacks and panties down, dropped his trousers and drove his, not to small cock, up to his balls in one. This story picks up right from where I had left off the previous part. I stay in Bangalore. This is a multi-part story, so stay tuned for the final part.* * *RECAP: I was travelling to Bombay from Bangalore via bus and in the journey, I found Riya, a hot milf. We shared a smoke while the bus had stopped for its dinner stoppage. Things picked up from there and we ended up making out there. Then we went in the bus and as the journey progressed so did our sexual chemistry. She gave me a nice. I took one of her tits in my mouth and sucked on it while gently flicking my tongue over her nipple. I knew she enjoyed it when she let out a few moans. I spent some time kissing, fondling, sucking and licking her tits and she responded with moaning and trembling.Still touching and kissing her tits, I stopped after a few minutes and just stood there in front of her looking at her breasts in awe. She laughed and thrusted her chest into my face saying, "Suck your auntie's tithes."I eagerly took. I had barely touched my clit before I was coming hard. I had to bite my lip to keep quite as 2 stalls down someone was sitting unaware that I was just feet away dripping cum all over my finger and shaking w/pleasure. After that though, the guilt started. My husband is everything to me and I hated that he was stuck not knowing that his slut wife was giving blowjobs to guys at work. Not only that but doing it in the open where she could be caught. I had done more as well. I fucked a guy in his.