Most of the houses were small single family dwellings but, on the corner across from the day-care, there was a large apartment building of perhaps 150...flats on ten floors. Local residents were in the habit of using the golf course as a wooded park during the summer and as private cross-country skiing locale/toboggan run in the winter. At the other end of the one-way street was the heart of 'the village', a street lined on both sides with stores and boutiques, some straight, run of the mill,. Time-wise, it’s a wash, unless the motorway is empty and you’re driving a Maserati. And exceeding the national speed-limit.At fifty, you’ve time to glimpse the country through which you’re passing, too, and the back roads are far more interesting than the limited view from M1, M62, M6.So ... settle helmet in place. Gloves (light leather ones) on, ignition on and kick. Oscar doesn’t always respond positively, but usually does, and he did that time.A61 north out of town, veering off onto the A629. She chants my name between gasps and, fuck, that's all I can take. I freeze as my balls tighten and come surges, erupting inside her spasming channel, my fingers crushed between her sensitive pearl and the mattress.I savour the immediate afterglow that seems to stretch indefinitely, my voice breathless in her ear. "Fuck, you're so beautiful undone."We don't move. Joined. Drifting. Unwinding, the paucity of our time together temporarily forgotten as I kiss her cheek and whisper how much I love. " She saidJustin just stood there not saying anything and he seemed to avoid her eye contact. Then just gave a smile and shrugged his shoulders. Karen felt a screaming desire to huge him and even more so fuck him. Damn he was so sexy! Karen decided she was going to push the situation a little further."Well I think that you maybe find me attractive too! At least you seem to like checking me out when I'm not looking." She chuckledJustin's head snapped up and he looked her straight in the eyes as.