We had entered the bed room and I began by sitting too close to her, making her aware of my body against hers. She blushed and tried to move away and ... slowly slid my hand up her thigh, playing with her inner thighs by lightly stroking there. She gasped and I moved my other hand up to her breasts. Through her blouse I was able to stroke her breasts gently. I brought my mouth over to her ear and started to lick her ear and the nape of her neck. She always had to protest, but her protest were. He also inspected the hell out of the building. "Tell me the truth Sylvie, what you gonna do with it," He asked."I'm going to buy mix and repackage moonshine liquor," I said honestly after I made sure no one was around."Give me a bottle of each for my professional opinion, and I might get you a buyer for a lot of it. You know biker bars sell anything." he said."This is flavored stuff, mostly fit for a woman's taste," I informed him."Now you know we have chicks visit biker bars. They only have a. Her gaze holds for just a while longer than it should, and I like it. She turns around and walks across the dusty floor, bare foot, her floaty floral skirt moving effortlessly over her arse, her perfect arse. You and I are both looking at her …. And then we look at each other and smile. We both want her. Our drinks come, she’s busy working and you and I are sat close, you’ve got your hand on my thigh and you’re teasing me by brushing your thumb up against my clit every so often, leaning in and. She then turned a bit and hell I was now seeing her sweet mature pussy from the side. There was no sign of any opening there, the hair on it covering the love hole, and she had good muscular thighs. Her breasts were barely visible. I kept jerking my organ violently; she suddenly turned a bit and caught my eyes. Embarrassed I pulled back and put my manhood back into the underwear and lay on the bed. After sometime she came out wearing the petticoat and bra and came straight to the bed and.