. As I was for about few mins I gained more courage moved bit further I felt her pussyyy …… To my godddd I was bit moist I could feel wetness on h...r panties…. Ohh was she getting hot I was thinking slowly my other hand went on her boobs I just placed it there and started to press it lightly over her t-shirt slowly I put my hand under her t-shirt and started moving my hand on her naked belly to her boobssssss I felt her nipples as to my surprise she wasn’t wearing any bra… Her nipples were. All the bikes but two were Harleys, of course. The exceptions were a four-cylinder Indian and a Vincent Black Lightning. The new machine, the one he was about to take out for the first time, had started life as a 1977 XLCR Sportster Cafe Racer. There was a stock, pristine XLCR next to it, but this new machine was heavily modified. Proof that enough money could make almost anything possible. The forks and rear suspension were full road-racing, the engine bore little resemblance to its original. There was a set of traffic lights which I had to stop at. There were street lights and houses with lights on as some people wake early for work etc, and you could see fully into my car and exactly what I was doing. This was a massive turn on, but it was not my intention to flash anyone, nor has it ever been. But this particular time the thought of being seen was incredibly hot to me.Once I drove through the village, I was driving through a forested valley. The sky was now getting a lighter. .."Oh fuck, give it to me! " As if she pushed my orgasm button, I suddenly felt the hot electric surge of my orgasm sear through me, causing my body to tense as fountains of my hot cream spurted from my throbbing cock and splashed over Lori, igniting her own orgasm. Lori pushed her feet hard against my thighs and threw her head back with a squeal as her body writhed and shuddered with ecstacy again. Her thighs clamped together, trapping her rabbit within her gushing pussy as her hips bucked.