She tilted her head back and slowly moved her hips as she enjoyed the full length of the thick, swollen meat. I reached up and massaged her heavy brea...ts as she rode me. She leaned forward and put her hands on my chest. Her hips bucked wildly and she suddenly let out a loud groan.”That’s it, Baby,” Ron whispered. “Ride that big fucking cock.”Debbie quivered for a moment before collapsing on my chest in a sweaty heap. She gasped for breath and giggled.”His cock is so big, Ron” she gasped. “You. She was still a good kisser. We enjoyed each other for a bit while Ivy kissed her way around to and started nibbling on Barbie’s ear lobe. She was also furiously using her free hand to stroke and tug at Barbie’s breasts through her shirt. I hadn’t let up on my assault of their still fully clothed rear ends either. Suddenly Ivy practically jumped up and tore off her T-shirt. She didn’t wear a bra most of the time back then, she would say, “If you didn’t have fingers, would you wear a glove?” so. "You have no idea," she responded. She walked behind me and allowed her fingers to trail across my back as she did. She then stood next to my Electra Glide that was parked in the back of the garage and admired the paint and chrome. "So tell me. Have you ever done some girl on your bike?" she shyly asked. "Nope, none of my girlfriends ever wanted to try it." "I'd like to try it," she stated and downcast her eyes." I could believe my ears and stood up and approached her. "What did you say?" I. I took a sip and nearly choked. “Holy Shit!” I cried, and then laughed. “Iced tea, not Long Island Iced Tea.” He looked at me strangely as I handed the glass back to him and he hesitated to take it from me. “Actually,” I said giving it a second thought. “It is really good and maybe it will help ease some tension, too.” I took another little sip and he smiled at me and added a nod of approval. “Absolutely,” he said. “I don’t think I could work if I didn’t have a bit of juice to steady the hand.”.