Right ... like their shirts with the dealers name on them? and a good pair of denim trousers and a black leather jacket?" Heck yeah Ella, that is part...of biking, wearing good jeans and fancy shirts that tell the world I am a biker."Later at supper."So Harold, I love that you are a biker but, whatever possessed you to just go and buy a bike?" I guess it is the freedom I feel, the wind in my face and yeah the macho image of a guy in the U.S. riding an American made bike." Well I am glad you did. My dick was hardened by her chit chat, she saw the tent inside the lungi and said "cant you remove your undies and set it free" i neared her and said "chitti i did not wear any undies" she winked her eyes and said "naughty boy, (romba neram un tambi standing le iruka)you have a erection for a long time(10 min)" she added "i would have married you if i would have been younger" i understood what she needs but asked innocently "why so chitti " she said "dont act innocent da, for what to have nice. Through the filmy garment he could see the outline of her nipples and the shadow of her pubic hair."Good morning honey," she said as she placed two of the plates onto the table before brushing her lips over his, "Did you sleep well?" Um yes pretty good thanks mom"He tried not to stare as she turned away, he watched as she flicked her hips, the nightdress lifting to offer him a view of her naked buttocks. Quickly he sat down hiding his rapidly growing erection beneath the table."Where's dad?". My hands held onto Mike's shoulders to steady myself and I lost myself in orgasmic bliss. Mike lifted me up again. This time however, he slid me all the way up and over the top of his hard cock Then he gently pulled my hips slightly forward. In a flash my mind snapped back to reality as I realized what he was up to. He was preparing to lower me down onto his long shaft. "No Baby!... Please don't!... Not today on his birthday!" I begged. But it was of no use. Before I finished uttering the.