Perhaps the man had figured out that he was riding with a bunch of heretics and non-believers. As the bus jostled from stop to stop, Brendan finally l...oked up from the closest paper. A head full of rich, black, glossy hair caught his eye. When the head turned towards him, he recognized the young woman from the rectory kitchen the night before. She looked up and recognized him, covering her mouth with her hand.Brendan went back to staring at his feet. At his stop he rose and departed, looking. I never knew that my dad was bisexual and had always an eye on me. He had been looking out for chances to have sex with me and this was the moment he was waiting for when there was no one at home except him and me.My dad was in his underwear and tried to spread my ass cheeks as wide as possible so that he can insert his finger. He pushed one, then two fingers and made my ass wide enough. I was moaning with pain and pleasure.“Your ass is so soft son”. He pushed his tongue inside and tried to. Janet and I had thought that eastern NMT looked like a good place to live when we had made our excursion there the previous year. There was a lot of open space, so we should be able to find a decent location for the Negroes to settle down.We packed up and set out that very morning. The Negroes were in a hurry to get away from the local KKK and I couldn't blame them. Each family was in its own wagon, so that meant that we had ten wagons, nine for the Negro families and the odd one the we had. I moved a few feet over and came to rest on the steps of the pool. Mom and I sat on the steps still kissing and feeling each other. She wrapped her hand around my cock and began stroking me. Moving between kissing moms lips and sucking her nipples the only sounds we made were moans of pleasure. I noticed as I was sucking and biting Moms nipple that her legs were spreading open wide. I was really enjoying the feeling of Mom stroking my cock and I let my hand slide down her stomach towards her.