The usual looks and head turns from the upper deck passengers as I passed on by, those that were still awake that is. I have to say that the unnatural...beaming lights on the bus were hurting my eyes and making my headache. I just wanted to sleep all the way home.Sat on the back seat to the left was a couple, they looked slightly mismatched in terms of age, she was much younger than the man, but he was very good looking, even at this ridiculous time in the morning. They were both dressed as if. .." I prefer Ron," Ron corrected her."Alright ... Ron. I'm a little confused here. You know what I am.The last time we saw each other you were not too pleased about that.If I remember correctly, you called me a fag, a queer, a fairy, asissy, a pervert, maybe other things, I'm not sure. But I do rememberyou storming out of our ... my bedroom leaving me quite devastated ...like I didn't deserve to live."Ron found it difficult to face her. When he did, he couldn't help butnotice that in the. He needed to cum and when he got her home he fucked her three times that night. The wife pretended she did not know the dad was fucking his daughter but dad got more and more open about it. He began feeling her up when they were in the family room. He would put a hand under her shirt and play with her nipples or push his hand down her pants and finger fuck her. He would also have her push her hand in his pants and jerk his cock. The wife had already moved to the spare room and did not sleep. I just knew that I was in trouble; I was sure that I must have blown any chance I might have had with Jenny. I could feel it coming when she started to laugh. And the more she laughed, the harder she laughed. I was afraid for her health when she started to gasp from all the laughing. Finally, she slowed down a little bit, and then she started laughing hard again. Eventually, she wound down. Jenny could see the distress on my face, and she started laughing again, though not so hard, this.