She moaned. "Oh, shit, I can feel her tits on my dick! That's awesome!" Then Mrs. Baker dragged her breasts all over her son's belly, then his chest, ...hen his face. His mouth snatched one of her nipples and he began sucking. Her whole body froze, and I could tell from her face that this was making her really, really horny. On impulse, I put my hand on her gorgeous ass, then slid my fingers down into her pussy. God have mercy, she was so fucking hot! She dragged her breasts from his mouth and. Standing next to me was a young man, late teens, maybe, and he was standing behind an American woman who was in her 70’s. She, in turn, was behind another youngish man. The American was in good shape for her age, a few pounds overweight but still very attractive. As the bus jerked and bounced around on the rough road I realized that she kept swaying back against the guy behind her. He obviously was excited and his cock had grown hard in his shorts. I nudged my wife and she looked over and saw. There was no danger of her seeing anything under the robe. My shriveled penis and almost nonexistent testicles were barely discernable, even if my robe came open and she saw me in my underwear. Just the same, I took care to arrange carefully what little I had between my legs. My chest was just as feminine. It was a little disheartening but I was actually thankful, under the circumstances, for the changes my body had undergone. Pat showed me her dress. It was very pretty, navy with a flower. I had no idea who it could be. If it was Joanie she was way early.As I stood in the doorway looking at her Joanie said, “Aren’t you going to invite me in Peter?” Thinking back to when she came into the bar I remembered hoping that I might be able to pick her up. As I often did when I went on these trips I had the fantasy of picking up a woman or being picked up by one, which I had only done twice before in thirty-yeas. Neither one of those was very exciting. Joanie had been so distant when she.