I knew they were well off but it was a bit of a shock my house back in sweden was modest for swedish middle class standards but her home was atleast 3...times the size of mine with a pool, even garderners and a gate with a private driveway.She shows me the guest room where i stayed and it was bigger than my room back home so after i got settled in and unpacked ( i hate long backstory but its something i cant really tell this experience with to put put it in good context) so after i finished. I had even picked between two suggestions of nice bottles ofwhite wine from somewhere or other in France. I don't know wine but thewaitress here has never steered me wrong. As usual it was excellent. Wefinished dinner with a lovey cr?me br?l?e.A_ was more subdued than in my previous times with her. She was pleasantbut not charged. On the one hand I was relieved. Yet on the other, shedid not engage with the spark that I had come to appreciate. Never mind,I would fill that space with my best. But they weren’t filled with milk.~~~~~It had started when Melody and Bonnie went on a road trip on Melody’s motorcycle, a Honda Goldwing, out away from the city on a beautiful summer’s day to a small town in the country. They often rode together, as they both enjoyed the physical closeness of Bonnie hugging Melody’s back as she drove, as well as the throbbing machine between their legs.But today their objective was just to enjoy the countryside. After a while, they stopped to get ice cream. ” She said as she raked her shorts completely off, her tangled little thong still hanging on her butt.“Jo, you better be sure about this, and you better be safe, you’re about to get fucked.”“YES I AM AND YES FUCK MY PUSSY,” she yelled as I pulled my shorts down and shoved my cock into her hot, wet pussy from behind, she went back down on the floor on her knees and I fucked her like Bandit was fucking her little JoJo.“OH YES, I’m getting a cum, OH FUCK YES do me some more.”I reached under Jo’s.