I turned to look at him then, his face equivocal and emotionally laden. His eyes looked deep into mine as his hand firmly held the back of my head. Hi... face leaned down onto mine and hovered, and I felt him pulling Lexi onto us. His lips brushed mine and moved over to kiss her long and deep. His fingers kept their firm grip on my neck while his palm rubbed my heated nape. Then it was my turn. My tongue was in his mouth, plunged into his hunger, getting a faint taste of her that he had not. So, I unzipped his pants and pulled his dirty old man cock out. Then, I looked around to see if anyone could see. The few people on the bus seemed to be sleeping. It was late at night. No one was looking.So, I bent down and licked it, it was a dirty old cock and the smell was a bit foul but that what i love about a real dirty old man. Then, I started sucking on the underside of it, alternating between licking down to his balls to circling my tongue around the head of it. He was really breathing. After a month of me having sex with her daily, she still did not get pregnant. Her guess became that she never would. She went back to just enjoy sex and had to forget about being a mother. Janet told me that she told Linda she would the beloved aunt to all the children.Nan and Nor had come to Janet and requested my services as an impregnator for both of them. Their periods were in sync and they both wanted to be pregnant at the same time. It was hard work but I managed with Janet being present. The other one, oh the other one. She was a Canuck but with an unusual accent. I found out later that Lola, was from Italian ancestry. While the first thing my eyes noticed about Sweetie was her curves, the thing that made my heart skip a beat, was Lola's smile. Don't misunderstand me. Lola was as DE-LI-CI-OUS as Sweetie but when she smiled, Dean Martin was singing 'That's Amore'. On what concerns her sexuality, Lola, when I got to know her better, gave me the impression of a 'seeker'. Not the.