Once he turned the corner, he simply pedaled around the block, approaching from the other direction.She answered the door with a smile. She had alread... been painting, and the smell wafted out the doorway.“I brought my painting clothes,” he said. “I need to change into them.”She took him to her room, and left him there, closing the door. As he got undressed he looked around. This room looked more like a home. There was a beautifully worked quilt on the mattress, which was supported by a sturdy. I know you saw me earlier.Turning his head away in shame i decided to make my move. I desperately needed a hard cock in my pussy and he's would have to do so i slid off the couchonto my knees so that i was directly in front of him.He wanted it. There was no mistaking the look he was giving me and before forhe could protest i was already attempting to slid his shorts down so i couldsee what he was trying to hide. As i tugged his shorts down his cock sprang forward and slapped his stomach with a. .’‘No, not really in the mood, darling, for penetration.’That was a clue!‘Ah...shall I lick you, darling?’‘Lick me?’ Lily asked raising a teasing eyebrow. ‘Where?’‘Y...your pussy, darling or...or would y...you like me to...lick you...you know...’ I faltered, cock pulsing wildly within the chastity belt.‘No, I’m afraid I don’t know,’ Lily said innocently. ‘Where do you want to lick, darling?’Face hot, I mumbled, ‘y...your bottom...’‘Bottom?’ Lily laughed. ‘Oh dear, darling, you sound like you. Well I did go to the bathroom in my panties and tee shirt. Then I fell asleep. Life is a bitch when you have a female bladder. Even after going before bedtime I would still be in the bathroom again, at least once, before 6AM.At 6AM there wasn't much I could do about the truck so I took the trike out to the airstrip. When I opened the garage, I found the riding mower where I had left it. I checked before I hooked the canary to it and it would not start. Why it wouldn't I had no idea. There were.