Condensation streaking down my window, collecting in the rubber seal then sloshing out whenever the bus slowed, accelerated or stopped. I was cold, my...polyester cardigan, short cotton dress, insignificant shoes and soggy tights no protection against the autumn's chill. Squeezing his hand, I rested my cheek against his shoulder, savouring his heat where the narrow velour seat pressed the two of us together. Shop signs sped past; traffic lights flashed. The bell pinged and brakes screeched. He. J: Asshole! It’s a boobs only. My pussy is wet. Then she placed my hand on her pussy.Me: Rubbing her pussy and biting her nipple.J: Aww! Madhan! See, my Pussy is wet. Please fuck.Me: I love foreplay and started to suck her big melon and rub her pussy gently.J: Mother fucker! I am your bad bitch! Fuck my cunt.I didn’t listen to her and suck her boob one after another and rub her cunt. Slowly I pushed my index finger in her cunt. She started screaming, “Oh! Oh! No Madhan! Don’t make me wet. And of course, all this is for showing off her body!My mother always wears a dress in a revealing manner, even in the house. She roams in a short baby doll dress or just a t-shirt with shorts most of the time. I was having my holidays at that time. I used to steal inners from my mom’s room for masturbating! After masturbating, I would return it to her room with my cum stain on it. My mom never seemed to notice anything until one day.I usually wake up around 10 am and come out of my room at 11. 5)I ask her when we love is each other then why to maintain distance let’s make our body one, but she denied during this Navratri (Gujarati Festrival) arrived and we met in night along with our staff and friends. We had dinner and then we both move on my bike and split from our group, I run on lonely road, she started to feel cold and ask me to stop. I stopped my bike and saw her in moon light in Chaniy Choli (Traditional Dress) she was looking like goddess, I hug her tightly and started to.