When he found the door unlocked he walked through, dragging me much to my dismay. ‘Okay, what?’ I asked, finishing my glass of vodka and turning m... attention gently back to him. He quietly reached down to unbutton my shirt down to the waistband of my skirt, exposing the bright red lace bra underneath. ‘Well that was not what I expected you to have on in the means of underwear.’ He muttered with a laugh, looking me over in a way that I would normally blush at. ‘You too then damnit.’ I muttered. Placing his hand where she had laid he found the sheets were cool, indicating she had been out of bed for a while. Junior got up and dressed, hearing a engine running went to the window and looked out. He could see the front of the machine shed they had parked in last night, and the doors were still closed. He could not pin point where the engine was, but playing it safe he grabbed his shotgun and headed downstairs. It wasn't until he got to the bottom that he realized the lights were on. When. She stared at my breasts for a few moments and sipped her wine. "Now your jeans please." Oh my god I thought, I'm wearing a thong. What will she think of her c***d's teacher… "As I pulled my jeans past my ankles and off she moaned softly "Mmmmm, I love your thong." I stood before her, waiting for her next order. It took some time, she again gazed at me sipping her wine.She set her wine glass down and came to me. She put her hands on my hips and we kissed again. Soft, sweet full kisses, at first. We both put on our leather jackets and walked to his motorbike. I climbed on behind him. Grabbing his side, we drove off. My dick half hard in anticipation. My brow was a little sweaty for fear of not knowing what was about to happen. Reassuringly Tony grabbed my hand and pulled it toward his bulge. He was hard too. I pressed myself forward to let him feel my excitement. And he gave an approving slap on my leather-clad thigh. "Just follow my lead...", he shouted. He unbuttoned his leather jeans.