After parking the trike, I get off and help Angel down. Before going in, she asks, “What are we doing here, Sir?”“Well Angel, we are here for yo... because I don’t want you riding any further without a leather jacket and helmet," he says.“Bu…”I cut her off before she has the opportunity to finish. “We have a long day on the trike tomorrow and I want you dressed properly. Now, let’s go inside and find something you like.”Angel picks out a white leather jacket with black leather trim and a white. Orion's compassion and expertise quickly brought her to the first orgasm of her night, and the only orgasm she had ever experienced except by her own hand. John had never witnessed the beauty of his wife's face and body in the throes of ultimate pleasure.Over the course of the next hour, he would watch with a mixture of jealousy, anger and growing fear as his beautiful wife would be brought to peak after peak under the affectionate touch of a caring lover.All the while, Joy never once glanced. She grew hot as she remembered the feel of his gentle hands on her bare breasts. But it was the momentary touch of his hand on her pussy mound that both excited and scared her. Already hot with arousal from his ministering to her breasts, she had not been prepared for the massive rush of lust and desire that flooded her lower body with that momentary and meaningful touch. Even though she had stopped him, she knew—and she realized Mark knew—that the way she had stopped him was a promise of. She rang off quite suddenly. I rang back immediately."We got cut off," I explained. "just want to say I love you, and good night." Oh, yes," she answered, rather abstractedly. "Love you too, see you in the morning."Everything went smoothly next day. Ann disappeared off to her murderous lover. After breakfast, Jenny and Greta went off shopping in Altrincham, while the lads and I went ten-pin bowling. We all returned to the house at four and ate together, before Greta got herself ready for the.