Once she started the cam she walked up to me and started talking to me about how much she liked motorcycles and guys that road them. Then she said she...wanted to show me how much. First she rubbed her hands over my crotch then stood next to me and slowly stripped off the skirt and blouse. Then she had me stand next to the bike as she unfastened my pants and pulled them down. She gently pushed me back until I leaned against the bike before pushing my knees apart and taking my dick in her hands. I enjoyed walking behind her and watching her fine, mature body move within her clothes. There were six rough-planked beds inside, hooks on the wall and rolled up blankets in a corner."Pick one," she said, waving at the beds. " I had the place cleaned up after the men fled, recruiters around here are much like press gangs"I thanked her, touched my forehead and she turned at the door."Don't do that, pull your forelock," she said, "you're nobody's servant."I smiled and said, "Yes'm. Habit."I. She had never found it a disadvantage to be unshaven down there. No more a disadvantage than having a petite body with small breasts. The combination went well together. Many men found tiny tits and a hairy bush a turn on. She had once nicknamed this region the black forest, and she jokingly suggested young men enjoyed getting lostin it. Despite being only twenty Marlene was already cynical about men. Quite a few nineteen or twenty year olds had taken a tour of the forest, one or two on a. For every stroke I made. The more she moaned the hornier it made me. I kept at it, slow steady strokes in a rhythm, in rhythm with her moans, which after a while became louder and deeper.Her hands held the back of my head and pulled at my hair and yelling ‘jaaannn’ she came pulling my hair while she enjoyed that moment of absolute bliss. I stopped moving till she lived it completely. She was done, a smile returning back to her lips, her eyes telling me to carry on and I started moving in and.