Jim was breathing heavy and beads of perspiration we slowly dripping from his forehead. Jim took another deep breath and looked around for something ...o clean up the mess he had created under the tablet. Not finding anything near by he figured he would just have to get a towel from the bathroom. Jim raised up the table and became very confused. His lap was dry. Jim looked around the chair and couldn't see any sign of the pleasure he had just released. Could it have all been a dream? Jim. I was sitting on the last row of the seat and as I was going home from college as it was holiday. An aunty who is nearly 30 years entered the bus. I was stunned to see her assets. She was sweating and took one ticket from the conductor. I was just seeing the beauty only and I was hoping that she would sit beside me and to my luck, she came and sat beside me. I helped her to adjust her bags and everything.Her perfume odour was so good that I wasn’t able to resist it. I was silent sitting with. "At least you're up now," I jokingly said to my cock. I took a step backwards, about to go inside (to probably jack off to porn) when a large stick snapped under my step. "Shit!" I exclaimed. I peered through the bushes and Adam's eyes were searching the spot I was standing in."Is anybody there?" He asked, trying to lower the tone of his voice. He got up quickly, before I had time to move; and stuck his head through the gap in the bush that I'd been spying on his mother from. With a puzzled. She ground against his legs in a circular motion, and he could feel her buttocks pressing on his thighs. Her stomach was flat, her belly button so tempting that he had to stroke it, and she laughed, the motion felt by both his hands and his cock inside her. She moved slowly but somehow it was more sensation than he'd ever had from a woman riding him.Then he was behind her, she on her hands and knees, and again his disorientation nearly took him over the edge. Had her passage not been so.