Today was different and her mind was elsewhere but i sensed that her eyes were all over my leathers. I had always loved leather, not just seeing it o... women but wearing it, no-one else liked it the way i liked it, or at least i thought. However the bike was a great excuse and i was in top to toe, soft black leather: boots, jeans, jacket and gloves. They weren't biker leathers but soft and close fitting, fashion leathers really, but it's not a speed bike and i just really loved to wear full. I was just super happy to see her there and hugged her tightly (that’s common between us). She came in and told that she missed me so much that she insisted our parents book a ticket to Delhi. In the afternoon, I took her for a Lunch and some shopping. She looked stunningly beautiful in that black knee-length one piece.After spending the whole day at CP and later in other places of Delhi, we returned to our flat, where I had organized a belated birthday party with help of my girlfriend Shivangi. She'd whisper to me that he had a big hard cock. I'd pull her to me and press my cock on her mound and ask her if she was having fun teasing him.Carol would say, "I'm a very dirty girl."We both enjoyed the flirting game. It was the most erotic foreplay. We'd go home and have wild sex and whisper dirty secrets to each other. When we fucked, my cock was iron hard and her cunt was flowing with hot juices and her whole body was flushed with lust.Carol, "Fuckkk meee, ahhh, watch."One weekend, a. She stared out the window offhandedly rubbing the welt where Roger had bitten her. Teresa leaned over the back of the seat to rub Roger's hair and the back of his neck. But, he never acknowledged her.The car lurched back onto the road. It didn't take long to get to Roger's place. Teresa jumped out of the car and hit the button opening the garage door. Melissa pulled in right next to Rogers little blue Honda. As the door closed behind them they all got out of the car leaving Roger alone in his.