Not too many cars, the road is clear, and my hands are easing themselves up, and up and then I lightly pinch both your nipples.The bike swerves, you y...ll at me."Stop it, you are going to get us killed," but I just laugh and hold you tighter.My hands head south for some fun now, just below your leather belt is this inviting bulge under your jeans, god, I want to hold your cock, but now? You are getting harder all the time. You are starting to squirm in the seat, attempting to get in a more. He got behind it, facing me, his biceps bulging, and shoved it forward.I almost swooned with how gorgeous he was. Young men were so sexy. And my son was a hunky stud.“There you go, Mom,” he said. Then he glanced down. “Huh, not as dirty as I thought.”“Oh, well, I do keep a clean house,” I said, hoping he wouldn’t realize I had already vacuumed here yesterday. But he bought my excuse.He stuck around as I vacuumed, standing behind me. I made sure to reach with it, bending over to push the vacuum. “Oh, dear.” She put a hand to her mouth “Did I flash you? I’m so sorry, Michael, I forgot how short this dress is.” “Don’t worry,” I said and smiled. “Well, I know you haven’t got a lot of time but would you like a drink while I tell you about installing the fireplace?”I looked through her spectacles at lovely green eyes... and, suddenly, we were passionately kissing, our hands wandering. I eased a hand inside her thong and began fingering her neatly trimmed pussy.After a few moments, Helen. I keep doing it, switching nipples until you’re really worked up and begging me to fuck you. I put an ice cube between my lips and gently trace it down your body, over your stomach until I reach your panties, and then I rub it over your clit through your panties, which makes you gasp and you try to close your legs, but they’re still handcuffed to the bed frame. Slowly, I undo the ties of your soaking wet panties and pull them away, leaving your pussy glistening with your juices and melted ice..