Slowly, his hand came down to my small, tiny breasts and he started gently massaging them. A little squeeze, definitely not the innocent gesture of an...uncle but filled with sexual intent not that I was about to protest! I continued to pretend that I was asleep, willing him with my silence, to explore further.The bus was by now speeding well past Tumkur on its way to Haveri. It was quite dark outside barring an occasional street lamp or the headlights of another vehicle. In the enveloping. The feeling was truly exhilarating. This body seems more responsive that my man body ever did. Every kiss, touch, and caress made my knees weak and my stomach turn. He started moving forward my ankle, my knee, to my thigh. Kissing was the half of it the movement of his hand against my inner thighs was maddening. I definitely wanted more now. As he pull my legs a part I could feel the convulsions in my legs, he was heading for my pussy.Last night my wife had gone to sleep in a extremely sex pair. The email trap that I have established has been quiet. They seem to be tracking some terrorists on the West Coast of the United States."Me: "OK. Thanks anyway, Io. I guess I'm too tired to think straight. I know you'd alert me right away. I'm going to leave the phone on tonight."Her: "I scanned Gone With The Wind, and that lead me to some disturbing reading. I want to know more of the connotative reasons for slavery as opposed to the denotative reasons. We will discuss that at a later time."Me:. So I read everything I could get hold of on the subject and spent a lot of time with my cock in my hand. The desire to fuck a girl was intense but I couldn't even imagine a path that would lead to sex.When I turned 18 I went to my first adult theater. I was a bit scared and almost didn't go in but my horniness and curiosity won out. It was a big place that used to show regular films but had become a bit run down. The darkness inside made me pause by the door while my eyes adjusted enough to.