Hamne ek bus main sawar huwe. Bus main bhid kafi thi. Is liye badi mushkil se hame ek sit mil payi. Papa ne mujhe sit par baitha diya aur khud mere pa...s khade hogaye. Bas main itne bhid thi ki log ek dusre se sat kar khade the. Rasta kharab hone ke karan puri bus hichkole kha rahi thi. Papa mere pass is tarha se khade the. Ki unka lund baar baar mere chehre se takra raha tha. Par maine koi dhyan nahi diya. Meri neend laggai. Karib 1 ghante ke baad ek stap par bus ruki sabhi log utar kar chai. She wanted desperately to explore this discovery, to rub herself against him. Each frictional move to pass through her taut panties, each tugging motion to arouse her.The helpless, unknowing state of him making her groan inwardly at the sight as her sex anticipated the first young, dead cock pleasuring her this evening. She could already imagine the hardness of him.All he needed, she thought, was some encouragement and guidance, all she needed was a little time...She kept her ear out for sirens. But both of us wanted sex. We wanted to have sex like there was no tomorrow. I made up my mind. I held in my arms and kissed her. She calmed down. I asked her if she’s willing to go all the way. She kissed me and I knew her answer was a definite yes.I carried her in my arms and I made lie on her back in the middle of the bed. I placed a pillow below her butts and gave one so she could rest her head on it. I also put pillows all around her for her comfort. I made her stretch her legs and lied on. I am fully supportive of her doing it, but if that were going to be a one-off, then I would have liked to have been the lucky girl. Lucky Heather!Dad and the Moms again put on a big morning feed, huevos rancheros this time.“Charlie, Sandy, Carol, thank you for another wonderful breakfast. I could get used to this. However, I’d have to play soccer year-round if what was on offer the past two mornings were the standard for breakfast fare.”Meka grinned around the table.“You’re very welcome. We.