Like most women it didn't take much more than the offer to get her on the bike. They don't call Harleys the worlds loudest vibrator for nothing.Diane ...old me where she lived and I headed that way. She wasn't nervous or holding on extra tight so it was obvious to me that she had rode before. I turned off the engine and coasted up to her apartment building stopping in front of the door. The place was not a project, but wasn't a place people aspired to live in either. Diane stepped off and started. He undressed quickly and got into position. His hands covered his erection and he turned to see that she was getting undressed. All she had to do was unzip her dress and let it slide to the floor. She was breathtaking in the soft candlelight and he started stroking his cock as he saw her body of perfection. She wore a black bra and panty set made of lace and she bent over and slid the panties past her full hips. Her ass was the stuff dreams were made of and he could barely see the full lips of. “Because you’re doing it.”“I told you, it’s not my doing.”“Then whose is it?”“Yours.”“No, it’s not,” I whimper, my legs spreading further as I lean back on my elbows.“You want this,” he says, and my head nods at its own accord. I instantly stop and shake it instead.“No.”“Then why do you present yourself to me like a delicate meal… begging to be eaten?”“Oh please,” I moan out, which was supposed to be a cry of protest and not encouragement. His words alone are enough to tie my stomach in knots,. ’ Heat suffused his face. He looked down into her dark eyes, moving between her legs. ‘Oh, yeah?’ ‘Yeah.’ Her husky reply sent chills up and down his spine and he lowered himself onto her, his cock head butting against her wet pussy. He pushed into her, his groan matching hers as he sank deep, her hips tilting up to meet his. When he opened his eyes, he paused, suddenly super-aware of what he was doing. She was giving herself to him and had only been interested in his pleasure. It was time for.