"No," she replied firmly. "Don't stop no matter what." OK . . ." I said dubiously.I pushed hard again. Jenny cried out but quickly buried her face in ...he pillow, stifling the noises she made. I suspected that it was not so much discretion about the c***dren hearing, but fear that I would refuse if I thought I was hurting her too much.Finally, her butthole began to yield, and the cock slipped in. With that progress made, I pushed harder. I felt Jenny's body shake as she began to cry softly, the. But now, as I was alone with him in the bus, in close proximity with me, he should have felt turned on, I thought. But then I decided to ignore him as far as possible, thinking he would get bored after a while and stop & I continued to act as if was fast asleep.The bus was totally dark & seeing no protest or reaction from me, Senthil then slowly & very deliberately, with more pressure, begin to gently squeeze my thighs. After a few minutes, he moved somewhat & removed his hand. I then felt his. By now my wife was working up and down on my dick as she had her umpteenth orgasm and she had no idea where she was or who she was doing. Her entire focus was on her pussy and how it felt. I motioned for the bartender to walk closer so he could get a better look. He was quick to take me up on it and was soon standing right next to the car stroking his dick. He was so close his dick was just inside the car real close to my wife. I thought he was going to cum over her face and I did not mind that. It was at this point that I made a decision. This girl was too beautiful and precious to just have sex like wham-bam-thank you ma'am. This is going to be a moment to remember and not just a release of built up horniness. A quickie was probably what she had in mind but I could not do that to her.I told her that I had two things to say to her. I said "First off we are NOT going to have sex today." The disappointed look on her face almost made me tear up until I continued after a short pause.