This I had to painfully regret during the coming years as I married,divorced, remarried and divorced.My wife no 1 offer me only lame trying to play in...my newfound game so it wasmy fantasy that saved me, but it also overthrow my both marriages. Most wasmy own fault - all of it to be truthful.My 2nd wife found my fantasy notes from my time after Sonja and that was toomuch for her.The more Sonja disappeared in my history the more I regretted all the thingsI could have enjoyed her more. In a time. I saw the same guy was playing the trick.So, to protect my aunt from his mischief, I tried to go behind my aunt. But, that guy was not allowing me to go behind her and he was holding that position firm. All of a sudden, some sharp push was from the backside crowd of the bus. Due to this the guy behind my aunt moved a bit and I was pushed due to crowd squeezing exactly behind my aunt. But, the guy moved away due to crowd movement was behind me now.Due to crowd myself and aunt were not talking to. I know he hears me and I know how important it is to him that we stay silent but he does not glance back. There is no anger. He also knows that we will not shoot a bear tonight, it’s too late in the season. He knows we will, most likely, not even see a bear. But that is not important to him. All that is important is this silence. These wet woods. The sharp tinge of winter in the cold evening air. All that matters is the meditative walk in a long straight line, going nowhere, looking vaguely for. The whole room reverberated with her moaning, and hard slapping sound of my groin beating down on her vagina. I grunted with every jab, harmony of our grunts and her sounds were like music making my excitement ride higher and higher.Even she was getting more comfortable with the situation, or rather being taken over by her own unfulfilled desire. I felt her tongue moving inside her mouth and brushing my lips. She caught hold of my lower lips and started to suckle on it.I think she was readying.