While I was kneeling down behind you I could not resist touching you just a little bit more. As I kneeled further you could feel my warm breath on you... neck. My right hand went down into your lap to let itself be moistened with the spit that had fallen from your mouth. I kissed your neck lightly while caressing your thighs which were clenched together firmly. You can feel me shifting my position now as I take my hand and bring it around behind you to rub your pussy and ass with it. You are. Oh God, is it running down my thighs or is it my imagination? What am I smelling? Me or what he has wiped on my face. My head spins and my heart races.I feel myself slipping away.SLAP!It takes a moment to register, the sound with the sensation. Suddenly, there is a warm burning. A stinging between my legs, then another and another. Harder and harder. He's not saying a word. I try to squirm and close my legs, but I can't. Each slap finding its aching, pink target. It hurts so much, but feels so. After a few seconds I feel her start to move carefully, taking me inside her colon, bit by tiny bit. I can feel every centimeter, as her sphincter, at a snail's pace, allows me passage.After almost two whole minutes have passed, I can't resist the temptation anymore, and moan loudly. Gina's eyes fly open, and suddenly she is fully seated in my lap, shuddering and crying out in her own orgasm. For the first time ever, I'm fully sheathed inside a woman. The fact that it's her ass, and that she is. Once the bike's motor started to pour smoke into the crisp morning air, I mounted the bike for my morning ride. I rode it at wide open throttle all the way to Maxine's new sit down spot. The ride wasn't nearly as far as it had been to the Hardee's. I had mixed feelings about that. I enjoyed the longer ride in the summer, but in the winter it was nice to get out of the cold sooner.Instead of the my usual Adult Egg on a bagel. I had the raisin bread french toast sticks. They were made from very.