" You probably didn't know many bikers my age." You're not so old, are you? Fifties?"I laughed. "Thank you! No, sixty-six."She smiled too. "You've wor... well." Good genes and a good marriage." Does your wife ride too?" She used to. She died six months ago."Her face fell. "Oh, I'm so sorry. Trust me to put my foot in it." Not to worry. I mentioned her first, and she's still with me in a way. But we hadn't been on a bike in years, either of us. If she hadn't died, I doubt I would have bought this. Again i did as Adam said the man then slipped a piece of paper through the glory hole saying he liked what he saw and would i like to follow him to his house? Now i was acting on my own i just nodded and he wrote on another piece of paper that he would meet me out in the parking lot. I pulled my pants up and put my shirt back on the man was waiting for me. I followed the man to his house turned out that he was married and i had to drive around the block several times until the coast was clear. He didn’t waste a second before leaning in to kiss my lips softly. Mmmm, it was one of those real good and sweet kisses that just go on and on and on…tongues teasing, nibbling and sucking on lips…the kind of kiss that promises good times to come. His hand eventually made its way to my breast and he softly squeezed and massaged the hell out of my tits. It felt so good and my moans only encouraged his hands to explore more of my body. I could feel his hand run down my side and slide under my. She began stripping in front of me, l could see blonde hairs around her pussy and a better look at Steph’s developing tits, l was loving the view. I hadn’t brought sleeping bags but quilts because l was more likely to reuse the quilts, l covered Steph and she went to sleep, it wasn’t till after 10pm Beth turned up telling me all about the boy and her evening, l showed interest then she went to bed. I finished my drink and turned in, l don’t know what time it was but Steph was calling me saying.