"?She looked at her watch....?"Almost time for your next present." She clicked around behind him. ?He could hear her moving somethings around... and t...he black plastic curtain was being moved. ?She draped it over him at the waist strap and brought it underneath him so he could see anything behind him. She moved the camera behind him and put it into the position she wanted. It looked right at his bottom, which was up, framed with the pick sissy dress and ruffles, high heels, legs pulled apart... I reached up and took a nipple between my fingers. My face was covered in my sisters juices. My tongue continued to work up and down her pussy and around her clit. Suddenly I felt her tense. I had done it too well – she was cumming. Now I had missed my chance to shove my cock into her tight cunt. As her orgasm subsided I kissed my way up her body. As I got close to her face my cock touched her cunt lips. She must have still been tender after her orgasm because she pulled away sharply. “No!” she. Our outfits were identical and I knew that was no accident. No doubt we would be posing for photos and video during the ride. I was so ready to get slutty... finally we all saddled up and got out into the wind. Although we wear helmets sometimes, depending on where we're riding, this trip we didn't include them. As we rode side by side I saw Angel point her camera at Mark and me and I pulled my tube top down and she got some tit shots as I turned towards her and smiled.August in the Rockies is. Then I’d get a huge, over-elaborate wink as she tried to make me blush. I probably did.This went on for several months and it never went any further than that. It was fun, not serious and fairly obvious given the difference in our ages, would never go further. Didn’t stop me from either wondering or planning as to what might if the chance ever arose ….And then, she was gone. Her manager, Katie, who was her older supervisor and who also took personal care of my coffee and orders told me that.