My favorite was a lady from Boise, Idaho who wrote a chapter for a sex novel and sent it to me. She asked me to take her chapter and build on it and s...nd it back to her. It got to eighteen chapters before she sold it to Greenleaf press. She sent me half the money and we did two more just like it before I stopped hearing from her. This was my sex life for almost four years, right up to the day my upstairs toilet backed up.Ashton called me at work and told me the toilet in the master bedroom had. After two years there was a occasion in his house and we were all invited and we were there almost for ten days function was over and all relatives left except me and my mother as we have plan to visit a temple which is five hours journey from that place. My mother, aunt, uncle, their two kids and myself started for that journey. We just started immediately he got a call from office saying that he had to visit the office immediately where his presence is must, then knowing this my aunt said. As the bus stopped at the first stop on the edge of town most people got off, freeing up a lot of seats. so i sat on the isle seat next to my wife.it was dark on the bus but still light enough for the passengers to see each other. and we could see there was another couple one seat down on the opposite isle.i started to kiss my wife as i was turned on by the thoughts I’d had and before long it turned in to a passionate kiss (i think she was having the same thoughts).she swung her leg over my lap. I'd place my arms around her waist, and then pull her close as we passionately kiss. Her lips would part and our tongues would do the dance of lovers. The hot sensations make my skin quiver with goose-bumps, my pulse race and my cock throbbed. Every part of me wanted to fuck Babygirl.I began the email by telling Babygirl that I would be driving through her small town on the way to a convention in October. I then suggested that I could stop by for a cup of coffee and say hello. Afterwards maybe.