I press my groin against her shapely ass so that she is well aware of the hard-on stirring underneath my pajama pants. I wrap my left arm around her t...rso with my forearm grazing the undersides of her breasts. With my left hand I begin rolling the straps of her dress down her shoulders while nuzzling her neck. She begins to sway in my grasp slightly, succumbing to the sensations. Her gentle swaying is making me more aware of my own hard-on. My prick is beginning to prod at her backside by now,. .." she quipped."Over the toilet!" she commanded.I blushed at the humiliation of having to bend over the toilet to receivemy punishment. She used the crop this time and I thrilled at its fierykiss.....but was reliably informed that the stroke were only light. Ithen sweated the fact that they still stung like hell......what was fullforce going to feel like!.So I cleaned the rest of the house in this manor receiving more stripesfor my efforts. The final room she made me clean was the spare. There were one or two pans and even a knuckle head. It shouldn’t have been a surprise to me, I was riding an Iron Head after all, but still, in my day it was the EVO and the Twin Cam that ruled the roads.I walked along the line, spotting two more Sportsters. One was hard tailed and setup not too much different than my own, the other was almost stock, except for a solo seat. It was strange, standing there amidst the bikes. I had been riding for more than 40 years, despite my current age, and I. I could not walk fast enough over to the store. The 2 girlsthere began to laugh and spoke in manderin when I walked in; Kristen must have given thema description of me. A brown paper bag was on the counter. I paid the girls and ran over to Kristens apartment. When I arrived she told me to strip which I gladly did; my dick sprangto life; kristen strocked it a few times and then gave me a lotion from the bag. It wasa bottle of nair; I lotioned myself all over. I did not have that much chest hair.