Looking her, marvelling at her beauty, he watched as she moved to straddle his hips and reaching down guided his erection to the opening of her love-t...nnel.The room filled with their moans of pleasure as Jessie slowly lowered herself onto his throbbing erection. Bobby savoured the feel of his sister's hot, tight pussy as she filled herself with his manhood. Lodged deep inside her womb they stayed still for a moment, each lost in the joy of their joining. Jessie lent forward and they kissed. If you are a biker and live where it snows there is only one thought that gets you through the long winter:Daytona Bike Week!I been going to Daytona Bike Week since the 1970’s and damn has it changes over those years. Gone are the days of rampant nudity, fights, Outlaws vs. Hells Angels, and general tearing up the town. From the days of 50 guys wearing colors walking down Main Street to moms and k**s every where, One way or another it’s a homecoming to find old friends and shake the cobwebs out. "Does that feel good?" she asked me."Yes," I slowly moaned. "Oh God, it feels good." It's better this way, isn't it?" she asked me."Yes, much better," I slowly released."Are you feeling stressed?" she teasingly asked me."God, no," I told her, my breath tightening with pleasure.She quickened the pace of her titfucking and I let out a guttural groan as I climaxed. I had never had an orgasm before other than through masturbation, and this feeling was incomparable to my self-inflicted orgasms. It. We chatted for about a month to get to know each other before we decided to meet at bar located inside a hotel for some drinks. That way if the night went well, we just had to go upstairs. It was finally the day we were supoosed to meet and i was extremly nervous and excited. I wore my satin black thongs, black bra, with black stockings and garterbelts with my short black dress, white blouse, and black heels. My husband and i got to the bar and i was sweating i was so nervous. I was talking.