Her nipples hard to the touch and she quivers slightly as my fingers brush against them. She pulls my head down to her chest and almost feeds a nipple...into my mouth to be kissed, sucked and caressed. I slide my free hand down her naval to the softness of her underwear. My fingers search eagerly through the material to touch her dampness. Her breath quickens as my fingers push through her panties into her pussy.At this she pulls my hand away and undoes my jeans, pulling them and my boxers to the. I was sitting behind her. I lean over her, and I held the handle along with her. Our bodies pressed against each other and I clinched the handle over her hands feeling her fingers. She was so soft, and I couldn’t control my boner. Though I wore jeans I was sure she felt it.Slowly with my instructions, she starts the bike and we start going ahead. As she was inexperienced she was driving with jerks and constantly my rough stubble was grazing over her soft cheeks. It was such an intense feeling I. But that's another story so back to the story at hand, where we find Kyp drinking yet another mug of Norvanian grog."That expensive stuff tastes like mud." Marek was saying to Kyp, but Kyp was allready slipping half a galaxy away as the potent effects of the beverage where slowly starting to consume him.Karneke was growing wary that Kyp in the state he was slowly getting himself into could prove troublesome, especially when half the patrons of the Mos Eisley cantina were very unsavory to say. I pushed back and lifted both my legs high and open. John towered over me, standing between my open legs, studying my open cunt and pink to brown puckered anus, 'You choose, just hurry and stick it in'.Moments later we coupled, connected by John's long cock, we were as one person, humping hard and sending crockery and cutlery to the floor.My legs were over his shoulder and his cock was deep in my ass, so I rubbed and inserted my fingers into my pussy, just having John inside me, thrilled me, so.