Mas would also normally sit on the row in front of me so we could both sprawl out and chat the 45 minutes ride back to the town where we lived. Well o... this particular day we had both finished work a few hours earlier than normal and Mas suggested that rather than catching an early bus, we have a few drinks in the bar near the bus stop and catch the bus as normal. Although this time when we finally got on the bus Mas suggested with a cheeky smileand a naughty wink that we go up onto the upper. She ate my dick as if she had been hungry for years and hungry she was with no man to satisfy her sexual urges, needs and expectations then I released my dick from her mouth and fucked her boobs by placing my dick in the centre and she holding the boobs tightly for the dick to pass thru after a few minutes of tits fucking and I drenched my hand with lots of coconut oil.I inserted my two fingers into her asshole then the third one went in and finally the whole hand was in her ass. Aunty bobbed. Her letters never touched on that subject at all, though I didn't shy away from mentioning the several girlfriends I went through. Med school is tough on its students, and tough on their girlfriends and boyfriends, too.I subscribed to some entertainment industry magazines, so I could relate to her career and have stuff to write about. Not the tabloid kind, the kind about the business side of things. She knew I did that, and I think she enjoyed writing back about how things really worked.It was. I figured my sexy mom was preparing for a nice soak. So, I thought I still had enough time to do my business and leave her alone. Nothing could prepare me for what I was about to see when I opened the door: There, resting her knees on the lip of the tub was my mother scrubbing the wall. Every move of her arm would jiggle her sweet panty covered meaty ass, side-to-side. I didn’t want to stare but I couldn’t help it. I began to feel funny all over, from my head down to my cock. I couldn’t believe.