Tilting her seat back a little, she closed her eyes and pictured him on his bike. Without realizing it, her left hand slid down inside her shorts as s...e slipped back into fantasy land. Want to join me for a ride? he whispered in her ear from behind her. His hands rested lightly on her hips and he pulled her back so she could feel his erection pressed against her ass. He gently pushed his pelvis forward and she fought back a groan. Man, I love this ass of yours, he mumbled, still pressed firmly. SONAM WAS STARTING TO MOAN ALREADY . SHE WAS ACTING LIKE A WILD CAT BEING TAMED ,i WAS FEELING LIKE A MAN . I WAS FEELING REAL MACHO BECAUSE THE MANNER IN WHICH SHE WAS RESPONDING TO MY MOVE ON HER BODY WAS EXCELENT .SHE WAS ENJOYING MY EVERY MOVE ON HER BODY . I WAS KISSING HER ON THE NECK AND SHE WAS MOANING , I WAS BITING HER REALLY HARD SOME TIMES AND SUCKING HER NACK AND PRESSING HER BREASTS VERY VERY HEARD , IT FELT LIKE AS IF THE BREASTS WERE GOING TO BURST . I GOT SO PASSIONATE AND WILD. She felt nervous, like the first time again. She desperately wanted to please him.“Take off your skirt. Now,” said James. He watched as she slowly unzipped the side of her short skirt and let it slide to the floor seductively. James looked at her naked legs, the small gap at the top of her thighs tempted him, but he knew he had to remain in control. “Now, the shirt.” Her face blushed crimson as she undid the buttons one by one. The first sight of her black-lace bra caused James’s cock to stir a. Campbell said nothing, allowing him to look all her wanted. She felt the liquid had reached her waist and was making the tops of her leggings wet."Oh no, feel these," she said, grabbing Ron's limp hand and pulling it towards her. Ron's eyes widened. Mrs. Campbell pulled up her miniskirt just enough to force his hand onto the top of her thigh. Ron's fingers could feel the dampness immediately."Feel that?" She asked. Ron nodded. Mrs. Campbell moved his hand under her skirt around to the outside.