Uske beeche me puch liya , where is her son . usne kaha tution gaya hai aur husband office gaye hai.i said ok. shewas looking gorgeous in tight salwar...kameez. i was getting hard. usne dupatta nahi dala tha , her boobs were getting out. wohi showcase me photframe tha,usme usne teeno the hubby wo aur her child. i said. photo bahut achi hai. she said thanks.me beech beech me uske boobs dhekne lagta . usse bhi laga gaya thaki meri nazar kaha hai. par wo kuch nahi boli. main uske bad ghar chalaya. Once she pulled the blouse off of her shoulders, the size and shape of Meloney's enormous boulders was revealed -- an E-cup, at least. As Lou gazed into her eyes, Meloney undid her (replacement) bra and let it slide slowly down her arms. Lou did not move until Meloney was finished, then slowly reached around Meloney's ass and grasped both of her butt cheeks, lightly at first, but then she began to squeeze and pull Meloney closer. Lou knelt down and stuck out a nice, wide tongue to engulf her. Bus was full and we didn’t get the seat together. I was in aisle seat in a three seater and my friend got seat somewhere back side. Somewhere around BC Road, my next seat got vacant and one middle aged lady occupied that seat and sat beside me.I am Prashant from Udupi, aged 40, 6 feet in height and well-built with 85g weight. This story is about my experience in a public Bus during my official visit to Hassan in a winter evening. To tell about the lady of this story, she was mid aged lady of. .. The more I think about it... Maybe, you were right.Perhaps, I am the perfect one for this... Maybe, I?ve beenthe one hiding from my feelings. This whole evening has mesuddenly confused and thinking of things I had never takenseriously. I need to know who I really am, and right now...I just need you to get over here and hold me for a while."I absorbed the feeling of his warm body holding mine. Atthat moment, I was a woman, his woman. That thought did notbother me as I thought it probably.