She gave out a loud shriek and bit my shoulders. I kept fingering her ass till the lift opened to the basement parking. She was very close to another...orgasm, but I took my finger out and walked out toward her bike. She was about to pull me back when she heard a few more voices from the parking lot.I reached into the inner pocket of her jacket and pulled out the keys to her bike. I made sure to be very close to her erect nipples but not to touch them even once while I tried searching for the. Looking at the road, my hands move towards her upper thighs, I start making circles with the tip of my finger on her inner thigh. Her breath gets heavy and she closes her eyes. The downfall starts, I turn on the wiper. I pay more attention to the road as it gets difficult to drive. She gives a warm smile. I keep driving, she falls asleep. I look at her as she sleeps, groups of her hair falling over her sharp nose, her lips turned into a little pout, her chest goes up and down. We soon reach my. He’d basically lost control of his drinking in the last year or so, but drowning himself only made it worse. Bitch-woman was mostly a memory these days—more of a relief than anything else, and he wished her good riddance. Since finding his mother’s body as a kid, Linden was aware that he was a bit fucked in the head. Life hadn’t been a picnic for him—in fact—it had kind of been like his own little hell. Not that he hadn’t sought help, because he’d been there too. Five years ago, he’d mustered. So off we went to the barn, loaded up what we might need and off we went. Now setting very close and naked we bounced along the fence line. Making some repairs until we reached the top of a large hill where the view if spectacular and the sun was beating down. We stopped, turned the side by side off and chatted about nothing really. I got some water bottles and we sat down in the grass refreshing our need for water. Half way through her cold water she leans back and pours in down her body and.