"She always talked to me this way. She'd been pissed off in general sinceMom had left, but she reserved the worst of her bile for me. It was abrother-...ister thing."Yes she is." I said, "She's coming over to see both of us." I knew whatStephanie meant, but all the same, the point of the visit was so that wecould start to get to know each other.Stephanie rolled her eyes. "You are so fucking dumb. Do you really thinkshe gives a shit about 'Getting to meet the kids?'" She asked, her voiceladen with. I was unable to sleep because of cold but my mom was sound asleep. Suddenly I remembered that having sex heats your body. But at present nobody was there to have sex. I was closing that option when suddenly a man inside was speaking to me“Is no one there? But mom is here, right. Mom is a woman which means she has a pussy. Is mom’s pussy not good enough for me?” The thought itself filled me with an unusual energy. My blood was rushing through my body and increasing the heat. I was now evaluating. She pulled my daughter up towards her face and they shared a passionate kiss.“So, was I right?” Eileen asked, smiling wickedly. “Wasn’t that the best fuck you’ve ever had?”“Yeah… it was like… wow!” panted her friend, her mind still reeling from countless orgasms.“Better than with Daniel?”“Ugh… it doesn’t even compare… so much better… I’m like, still tingling!”If I hadn’t been feeling great already, knowing that Gemma wouldn’t ever settle for a sissy like Daniel again, would have made my day.. He obviously was excited and his cock had grown hard in his shorts. I nudged my wife and she looked over and saw that the American now seemed to deliberately move back and rub her butt against his cock. I'm not sure if they thought the bus was so crowded that no one could see what was happening, or if the American didn't care if they were being watched.The boy was clearly getting very aroused, and the American reached back and started stroking him through his shorts. That wasn't enough for.