She had asked for the fuck of her life and he had given it to her. She laid her head on his chest and listened to his heartbeat as she drifted back of... to sleep.The first rays of sunlight were peaking through the window as she began to stir. She looked at the clock and couldn’t believe that she had slept so long, but she needed it. Wilma ran her hand over Fred’s strong chest then down his stomach to his ever-ready cock. As she had expected it was hard and ready for action. Her pussy was still. He wasn’t sure he wanted anything to do with this serious stuff.But then his thoughts returned to Paula Akron, with her bright smile and habit of giving him (and every other boy) sneaky little down-blouse and up-skirt peeks. And, she did sex stuff, like actually did it. Sam had managed to look at some panties (other than Paula’s), and one girl had let him put his hand up her blouse. Another girl had rubbed his penis through his pants, and that felt good. But Paula did a lot more than that.. The guy wasnt very talkative during the ride but one in a while he opened his mouth to tell me about some historical places on our way. He kept calling me big b*o until I told him not to, I said “please use my name”. I knew that he was into me and there were plenty of places in the forest where we could fuck. We finally found a narrow path through the forest and turned without a second thought. The island homes were all left behind and below us when we get into the forest and thanks God we had. "I do, thanks. I ride most everywhere. We can't afford a second car so I rely on my bike to get around town."She unlocked her bike, wrapped the lock around the seat post then donned her helmet, "I hope you enjoyed the game, Mr. Sessions." I did, Renee. It was interesting. That lady I was standing with explained a lot to me." Oh, that’s Mrs. Carmichael, her daughter, Amber is a friend of mine."She mounted her bike about ready to pedal when she said her final goodbye. I told her I'd see her at.