It was Wednesday and pretty quiet even in town. As they rode, Daryl couldn't keep his eyes off her butt and boobs. Her but would wiggle provocatively ...as she peddled and her boobs, which were not huge, but still very evident, would hang down and jiggle slightly as she leaned forward. They parked their bikes in the bike stand and went in. The place was dead empty. Cindy kind of led the way and then stopped at an area called 'Romance'. She started pulling out books one at a time, looking at the. . grinding her strap-on into my ass... Squeezing and jerking my cock. Cum for me, she ordered again. She gripped my cock tight. So tight. She jerked my cock faster. Pumped my ass faster.I moaned and panted. She was making me cum. I was going to shoot onto the bed. Cried out.....Cumming. Oh, oh, cumming! She quickly pulled us both upright. She was sitting on her heels. I was sitting on her lap. My ass was deeply impaled on her cock. She pulled me down onto her and held on. My ass was stretched. "Among other things?" he added with a smirk."She is, but do you know where to reach her?" She's back in the country," Iris spoke up, forcing Dave to look at her, which made his heart beat faster.On Boxing Day she sought the advice of a hairdresser on how to deal with her type of thick, wavy hair, and now the shiny golden waves looked like they had been deliberately styled that way. She also kept her hair out of her face by gathering the hair framing her face and securing it at the back of her. Well, until recently that was. After hours of internal turmoil I could only come up with one solitary clue. I recalled the hairs on the back of my neck playing up about two months ago when Kate announced she was resigning so she could enjoy her last days of freedom. I expected her to work until at least the seventh month of her pregnancy. Something about her statement that she wanted a ‘last hurrah’ before children struck me as odd. My rumination was interrupted by my private cell phone.