While moving backwards, a good looking aunty who was around 28-30 Yrs old asked me that should she move her bag kept near her seat so that i could sta...d there properly. When is said yes she kept the bag in the above space provided for keeping bags & allowed me to rest near her seat.I knew that i had to keep standing all the way to Pune as the bus won’t stop in the way, For that reason i rested my back side against her seat. She was very fair, wearing a green saree with a matching blouse, Her. It didn't taste like cherries this time. It was salty… but sweet and addicting. I heard Daddy gasp.My tongue licked over and over, closing around the lolli, salt and cherry mingling in my mouth. Daddy pushed my head down then, pushing more of this bigger lolli into my mouth. It was a lot bigger than the cherry one.When I began to whimper, my Dad pulled away letting me breathe. Then he gave me the other lollipop back. Cherry again...smaller.It was easier to suck on than the other one, my tongue. Mom had still not cum and was getting hysterical. She was tugging at my cock but I never fucked my mother if I was not angry. There was only one way...to find another man.I heard the door open and a stocky black man came out. He was shocked to see the bride to be bent over, her legs spread apart and her son milking her tits but when he overcame that shock I motioned him to come over and help me. No more words were needed. The man lifted my mother's bridal gown over her hips exposing her red. Only tired. This was really getting hilarious. She wrote back. ‘Go fuck yourself!’ ‘Why don’t I fuck you instead?’ the answer came immediately from Jupiter. She could not resist answering the unknown jerk. ‘I don’t think you measure up.’ But she didn’t have the time to wait for this jerk to get done. She closed the lid of the laptop a little harder than she used to and reached for her coat. Locating her keys she prepared to walk swiftly and efficiently through the dark building. The light.