This allowed the chain drive to select larger or smaller sprockets at the whim of the rider. It also allowed the rider to keep a measured pace with hi... legs. The 'derailleur' pushed or pulled the chain by means of a cable attached at one end to a shifter on the handlebar and the other end to the derailleur.So that the crankset was not continuously turning, a freewheel mechanism, stolen from one of the Salvation Army Thrift Store bikes was incorporated in the rear wheel. When the rider applied. We both was tired so sleep together. But I was so crazy to play his hairy body. So I started to put of his shirt button and spread my hand to his hair chest I started fingering on his hairy chest. After some time I went to his drawing room where party was done. some pices of cake, cold dring, sauces, Ice cream was there. I took cake and ICE cream cup and came to his bedroom I started to rub all the cack on his chest and start to lick that cake and clean his chest through lick only. Now I. I put the dress back on and got down from the car carrying a bottle of water. Leaving my bra and panties in the car, I walked a bit into the fog. I pulled my dress up to my waist and squatted down and started cleaning my pussy. After thoroughly cleaning it, I got up and turned around to walk back to the car. As soon as I turned around, I bumped into him as he was following me naked. He bent down and started to kiss my pussy.“What are you doing?” I startled.“You liked this a while ago,” he. I acted as though nothing happened and apologised for running into her.“It’s ok, Baby!”, Aunty smiled at me, “good morning!” she walked on. I was awestruck by her morning loveliness and just stood, staring, as she went about her business. She picked the loose end of her pallu and pulled it around her back to tuck into her waist, giving me a good look of the fleshy hip I so desperately loved. I dumbly stood and stared at her back as she lifted her hands up to tie her hair in a bun; I was.