'Well, it's quite simple, really, ' says the seller, 'whenever the Bike is outside and it's gonna rain, rub Vaseline on the chrome. It Protects it fro... the rain.'And he hands Joe a jar of Vaseline.That night, his girlfriend, Sandra, invites him over to meet her Parents. Naturally, they take the bike there.But just before they enter the house, Sandra stops him and says, 'I have to tell you something about my family before we go in.''When we eat dinner, we don't talk. In fact, the first person. Somehow I controlled my emotions and not revealed the same to her. From next day everything was normal and nothing changed for next 1 week. I traveled to office by my bike and she used to drive her car to office. On weekend also nothing much happened.Starting next week one fine morning after having breakfast together we moved outside towards our vehicle and Divya noticed that right side tire of her car was flat and was upset. I also observed the same and considering it as a good Omen, I thanked. I licked her body from her clit all the way up to her stomach. Morgan's hips began to rise up, offering me better access and I shifted just a bit closer so that she could enjoy my hand squeezing and mashing her ass. I teased her clit with my other thumb, she let out high pitched cries as I tickled her hot juicy pussy. I realized I wasn't pleasuring her enough, I took my two fingers, index and middle and without thinking, began thrusting them in and out of her slippery pussy. My lust for her. She rubbed it all over her chest. She watched me watching her. She told him more of what she thought. “You had every intention of rubbing my body with oil, that’s what I think.” She rubbed oil over her flat belly. “I remember, John, what you said, chained up in that room, as you stared at my naked body. You said you found my body sexy. You said you found me beautiful. You said you found me young.” She was rubbing oil over her sides now, watching me watch her. “You grew very very hard,.