Well, that’s not exactly right either. She was being pulled tight onto my neighbors’ cock.“What the fuck?!” I yelled and that was when I heard...a voice from the other side of the fence.“Hi, Mick!”“Hi?”“I’ve been waiting for you to get home.”I went to the tool shed and got a step ladder and set it against the fence amid the sounds of grunts and groans from my wife. Stepping up onto the ladder I looked over the fence to see the smiling face of my neighbor’s wife.“Hi, Glory. What the fuck is going. For a moment, Joe lost her nipple, but he immediately latched on again, and my wife groaned deeply as her hands found his erect cock and started stroking him as he sucked on her nipples. First one side, then the other, Joe licked and sucked my wife’s breasts until her hips were rocking in his lap. She was feverishly stroking his cock, and had shifted up his legs until there was no room between them. Her small white hands stroked the tip of his black cock as it jutted up between them, wet with. My mind would fill with ‘impure thoughts’ of the oral kind. She would act oblivious to my staring and daydreaming, but she was sharp, and aware of any attention passed her way. She knew I was checking her out, and she loved it (at least, that is what she told me later on when we hooked up). If it wasn’t her lips driving me crazy, it was her derrière. When she would wear those tight blue jeans, or khaki Capri pants, I would go bonkers! She would wear fullback underwear, what some ‘gangsta hoes’. .." I thought. I started to notice the old men to my right trying to see what happened, but he could not see a thing because it was too dark outside and you could not see outside to well anyway because of the light inside the bus.I looked over to him and at the very same moment he looked back at me and smiled. I instantly turned my head to the left again and felt very uncomfortable and nervous. "Seems to be pretty serious over there." He said. I hesitated for a short moment, but since I am a.