Now, at twenty-eight, he owned a small Ducati dealership, rodebikes all the time while dressed in his brand new red leathers and black helmet.He and h...s friends would take off on weekend jaunts across the channel andride through France or Spain , leaving me behind in dreary London . I didn'tlike his friends much, all lads who swilled lager and whistling at girls whileogling my breasts, so I didn't care. However, I would have liked to have gone to Paris with Lenny and enjoyed aromantic weekend. So that evening my friend old me to rub her ass from her back and he would kiss her from front . So we agreed .same day i told my sister to go so that i can have hump . My friend told the girl belong to my school. So i was more curious. We entered the bus as per our plan my iwas rear of the girl and my friend was pressing the girls boobs . Iwas at the back of the girl kissing her neck rubbing he ass. The girl was bold enough to lift her ass to my convenience , suddenly i lifted her skirt , she. .. I ... NEED you!As if hearing my wordless plea, your fingers find the zipper of my dress and slide it smoothly down. The night breeze kisses my bare back and I shiver a little before I feel your warm palms between my shoulder blades, stroking and caressing my electric skin. I press closer, hugging you to me, hoping the proximity of our bodies could encourage the nearness of our souls. Your hands travel lower, fingers tracing fiery trails on my lower back, on the bare cheeks of my bottom. I. But clearer heads prevailed, and he arranged for me to meet him after work that evening.Bill ran a small bar about a mile from my home that I had never been to before, though I knew where it was. He told me he usually closes at two a.m. and suggested I arrive a little after that. My cock was hard with excitement and so, without the slightest hesitation, I agreed to be there. As I got up to leave, my cock was rock hard, protruding in front of me, and he grabbed a hold of it, driving shivers.