I hadn't been so sure about it initially, but today I had finally gathered my courage and talked to her.After some time I had to shift my hips a littl.... My testicles were tightening and I had to lay my hands on mom's shoulders because my legs suddenly twitched.Mom looked up at me and made a questioning sound: "Mh-h?"I looked back at her and softly whispered: "I think it's working, mom. I can feel it."Mom accelerated the rhythm and tried to patiently keep it on without getting tired. Her hands. With the noise, and no support for her neck she wouldn't be able to sleep, but she could at least let her mind wander for a while and reach that daze like bus journey 'semi sleep'.It didn't take very long for her to start thinking about the email. With her eyes closed, her other senses came into focus, and as her mind searched for comfort on this long ride she relaxed into the rhythm of the buses movements. The constant, unrelenting hum of the engine which seemed to permeate throughout the bus. They were excitedly chattering amongst themselves, impatiently waiting in the sunroom by the time all the guys made it back inside.Before we were even all in back in the house, Chantelle, her face still covered in man gravy, dropped to her knees and in a most wanton voice asked “Who’s next? I want more jizz, please.”“Don't be greedy, Chantelle,” I admonished her “give Bethany and Kaylee a chance!”I needn't have said anything. Bethany was already fondling a cock, and Kaylee had moved over to the. She kissed the top of his head, sighing at the touch of his lips, tongue and teeth upon her breasts.Soon she found herself lying back against the shoulder of the sofa, her glossy skin clinging against the worn leather. Her whole body rippled with an icy tingling as she allowed him to shift apart her legs, moving between them.She breathed hard, her bare, glowing bosom rising and falling as he prowled over her once more. He really did look like the Big Bad Wolf with tempting, hypnotic eyes.He.