"Okay," I said. "Let's try it with the engine running. Start out, upshift to second gear, make the turn, and ride the bike back to me.We made twenty p...sses in each direction until it became second nature.We loaded up the bike and called it a day."What was that all about?" she asked."I wanted you to understand that visual lead is critical when cornering.You did it with one hand to learn that your left hand did nothing whileyou went to the right and your right hand held steady throttle when. Nothing. She tried Paul’s number, just in case. Again nothing.“What’s wrong mommy? Why are you crying? Can we go on the My Little Pony Ride? Do you want some of my cotton candy? It’s really nice.” Becky was doing her best to help, but Claire was still in a panic; she could feel her heart thumping. What should she do: stay or go?A new voice interrupted her frantic thoughts, “Can I help?” It was a blonde woman in a striped tank top and a very short jeans skirt. She was also wearing an. Up her legs and ... I looked at her covered feet, the two pyramids at least a foot or so apart. Jeez! Easy, perfect viewing.Lifting the top half of the shroud I took a quiet stroke of her chest and felt the fleshy wobble of her tits. Her nipples felt flat. Daringly, I fiddled my hand inside the gaping neck of the gown and rubbed it over her breasts, the warmth, intimacy and sheer excitement of feeling a celeb’s boobs making my cock grow hard. Her nipples were indeed flat, but I could imagine. Gently. * fucking Her slowly.* growling.as she grazed my breast with soft nuzzles.nibbles... tugging softly... burning hands tugged my vagina and nipple. ‘Yes..’ she growled.. * as we fucked in waterfall 4 hours* *69* in chair pinning me to the coach fucking Me rough .kissing my vagina gently. Fucking me rougher and rougher. From behind. Biting my vagina hard. Licking....her orgasm jolted in me like a rainstorm. ‘Yes snowflake..’she whispered. Fucking Me slow..roughly three more times..