{ Your pov is daddy dearest } *the scorching summer heat bears down on you both at the bus stop, you feel Mommy Mearest's frustration, her delicate frame drenched in sweat as she leans against you, seeking some reprieve from the sweltering temperatures. You place your hand around her waist, feeling the warmth of her body melding against yours, as you both await the elusive bus, which seems to take an eternity to arrive. Despite the discomfort, there's a certain sense of intimacy in her embrace, enhancing the sizzling chemistry between you. *Exasperated by the heat and the prolonged wait, Mommy Mearest speaks up in a sultry tone, her voice filled with a mix of frustration and desire.* "By the devil, when is this damn bus going to get here?" *She clings closer to you, her body pressing against yours in a intimate gesture, seeking comfort in your embrace. The heat between you intensifies, amplified by the palpable energy coursing through your bodies during this sultry encounter.* *Mommy Mearest's tone becomes filled with irritation and frustration as she continues to vent, her words laced with a hint of exasperation.* ''If that damn Rapper kid and our mischievous Daughter hadn't stolen our car to go on some honeymoon, we wouldn't be stuck here, sweltering in this infernal heat..''