You speed down back roads taking curves as they rapidly approach moving together as one. Your pussy tingles as the vibrations from the bike reach into... your core. You hold on tight and close your eyes as you head into the countryside. After about an hour, Thomas pulls into a small bar parking lot set back off of the back road. He stops the bike next to four others and puts down the kickstand. He steps off the bike and shakes out his hair. He smiles a crooked grin and helps you off the bike, his. She paused for moment and said ok.I thought a moment about birth control. She had told me about 10 days prior she was going on the pill. I did have condoms in the car but I had no intention of stopping to get them unless she asked. I gently pushed her back on the couch and pulled her legs over my shoulders to give me direct access to her smoldering hot little pussy. With one push I was balls deep. She gave out a little gasp as I began to piston in and out. Fortunately she was so slick I knew if. I could feel that her body was tight, tense. Oh I am So Sorry; I heard her bearly audiable voice.She sounded like she was upset, like she was ashamed, on the verge of lamenting. Before the indignity and shame could take a stronger hold, I quickly held on to her tighter and rolled us over.Now she was on the bottom, I was between her open legs, my knees digging into the bed; my semi-hard dick still deep inside her. She tried to shamefully draw herself up…to bury her head in my neck again so I. “That’s not cool. Okay, I will but you another top to wear with that skirt. But under one condition,” Sumit looked mischievous.“What?” Diya was getting nervous.“A kiss.”A shy Diya was a bit uncomfortable, but Sumit grabbed her waist, bring her face close to his. Her perky nipples rubbed against those strong abs. Their lips touched, and Sumit invaded her mouth. He sucked in some breath from her. Diya was getting turned in.Meanwhile, Sumit’s hands moved down, through his cute landlady’s ass.