This went on for sometime and we were doing it real slow without any hurry. I was quiet content and now felt that till we reach Coimbatore I can have ...his play and in my excitement I did not feel sleepy at all. I noticed though her eyes were closed she was not dozing because she did not slacken her grip on my cock nor she stopped the slow jerking. Very nicely she was keeping me in good erection and excitement but I was not reaching climax also.At that time the bus reached Vellore were it will. "Touch me...feel for yourself honey."I assisted my son...tugging his hand towards me...letting it come to rest on my inner thigh. His hand was just a few inches away from my flowered labia...now darkly pink and glistening wet. I released his hand. I wanted my son to make the move on his own.My voice was hoarse, "Touch me honey. Feel what you do to me." Hearing my voice, I became horrified by the moment. More than anything...I wanted my son to touch me. I needed him to touch me. I knew the. ”Darko said, “Don’t. Leave them on. It will make it that much hotter for me to watch.”He hadn’t meant to let on how erotic he found this whole situation at the moment, but now that his thoughts were out in the open, he said, “I want to stroke my dick while I watch you reclaim your dirty little cumslut whore. I want to see you take back the slut you gave to another man to be a sex slave fuck toy.”Olivia laughed in her head. She could tell Darko was ready to burst and probably wouldn’t last long.. "Quick come in!" I said turning my back and moving away from the door togo and sit down on my bed. But Victoria intercepted me before I got thereand did up the zip on my dress."I don't want to wear a dress," I told her."Then why did you put it on?" she countered."Er I wondered what it would feel like -" I replied."To wear a dress because you wanted to wear it, didn't you?" she finishedmy sentence although I had not intended to use the same words. "And youare wearing panties and stockings like.