The area that I was in, had a lot of pine trees, so the fallen needles from the trees were lying on the ground. Even so, I didn't mind it, it even fel... nice on the bottom of my feet. If it had been real needles, I would probably have thought differently, but those little pricks felt nice.I was starting to get excited again. I slowly unzipped my jogging jacket, had again a quick peek around the corner, and then I pulled it off. I loved the cool air going over my body and breasts. As usual, it. People started to get less in the bus as it went on to our destination with my mom probably thinking about seeing my dad. With me in the back still thinking how i will get more upskirt pics i saw you entering bus at one of the bus stations. With you weirdly sitting right next to her, i realized then that the bus is empty besides 3 of us and the driver. As my mom thinks that i`m not there i just started to watch all the situation with curiousity. I see you suddenly starting to talk with her,. I am starting to panic a little, but my panties are getting wet. His hand finally reaches up my skirt and I try to squirm away from him but he restrains me. I can feel his hand on my panties as he begins to reach inside he stops and pushes up my skirt and slaps my ass, hard. I cry out, but it is muffled by the tape. he grins and slaps me again, only this time it was a lot harder and as I screamed out he rips off my panties and spins me around so I am facing him. He smells my panties, pulls the. It was hard to tell without checking on them."Are you boys ready to leave?" my biological Mother, Clare, asked as we sat down at the table."Yes Ma'am. Right after breakfast," I answered, as she put a plate full of bacon and eggs in front of me and then another in front of Kell. Mother Gretchen added a plate of buttered toast between the two of us. Our families had agreed long ago to feed whoever from the two families was at their house at meal time. It was simpler than trying to send them to.