I could feel the outline of his hard cock as I rubbed it through the fabric of his pants.I gasped as his mouth finally found my large and erect nipple.... He sucked them into his mouth as his hands continued to ruthlessly squeeze my breasts.As I used one hand to massage the front of his pants, the other was struggling with his zipper. I wanted my mouth on that cock and soon. As soon as the zipper was released I reached my hand in his pants to cup his massive erection. I squeezed against the soft. Since there were a lot of people, there was a crowd in the bus. On the way to the wedding,my mother got a seat at the front while me and some of my neighborhood friends stood at the back. On the way back, Ma (mom) did not get a seat at front,we sat in the last row. Ma was at the corner, then me, then my two friends and then other people.Since maximum people tried to fit in to this row, there was no space between us and I was “plastered” on Ma. My mother is quite a plump lady andit was difficult. “What if that Bubba-guy hadn’t dumped Roxie in that little town in Maine? What if she hadn’t been arrested? What if George hadn’t asked Sheriff Johnson to relay any news on her? What if Bubba had just brought her back to Appleton and dumped her when he was through with her? What if...”“None of this would have ever happened,” he answered his silent questions out loud.It didn’t matter. It worked out as it had and he was happy. He even reconciled himself to Roxie not asking him to stay overnight. After seeing the buses in BNG you can judge yourself how tough is it to travel with a total packed bus. So on that day it was same I went to the bus stand to catch my return bus to home which was loaded like ants. But I still got on it as I was getting late for Home. I was not able to even stand properly in the BUS, but after a lot of pushing around I manage to stand next to the front seat. It was just a 45min long distance and also a Monday. After 2 stop a cute little girl of about 24 years.