Should we dare to risk this nice online relationship if we meet in real life?We were both unsure about it, perhaps we won’t like the other’s scent...or the overall appearance and we were simply scared not to like each other and spoil our current wonderful online relationship.Until you had this great idea … to start with a first real date where we simply just meet in the darkness and we promised each other: only touching and not more than just a kiss. I contacted an old friend of mine, she was. She was very much afraid to see her daughter, squeezed by the passengers and crying for help. But Mom didn’t let me go away from her. We stood and watched the scene like spectators. The scene again made us Horney. At last we got a seat and sat there untangled. Mother sat on my lap having my dick inside her cunt, and then she slowly started to move ups and downs my dick again got harder inside.When we were on the verge of orgasm suddenly the bus stopped. Conductor said everyone to get down. But. ." Gerry began, trying to sum up."She was a prostitute on Mike's beat, just like your mother was. Mikealways watched out for the girls and he had a fondness for some ofthem." Brigit broke in to help Gerry with the words. She continued. "Hemarried Virginia before he knew I existed. My mom died delivering meand her friends called Mike. He came in and took me home. Ginny adoptedme and they raised me. I only found out about you in a letter Mikewrote to me that Billy delivered to me after he. Betty felt defeated, “No, I guess not. But I’m afraid.”“What if I stayed in the room and watched you have sex with guys? That way, you’d be safe,” Tom suggested.Betty glared at Tom, “Oh, I’d bet you’d like that, pervert!”“Hey, I’m just trying to keep a roof over our heads, work with me here. Unless we come up with the money, we’re out on the street,” he argued.Betty was silent for a few moments. Then she looked at Tom, “I don’t like it, but I don’t see any other options. I will do it, but you.