Asked her if she's been working out.. she even showed me a few moves and how she squats. What an ass for her age. Beautiful. Looks nothing like a mid... 40's lady but beautiful. She told me to feel how firm her glutes were but her phone rang. She was distracted and walked away. Came back and looked a bit sad. Her girlfriends cancelled... I had no other idea than to invite her to come along. She thought about it. She seemed puzzled. I just said hey don't worry. We're just going to have him enjoy. Grabbed my bicycle key and took it off the lock. I felt incredibly self aware. Could he know where I lived? Would I ever meet him again? Did I even want that? Or did I not? I was completely taken aback. Nervously I cycled home. My thoughts only halfway on the traffic around me and constantly repeating the memory of this first Gay Leather experience in my head.I was almost at home and got the fright of my life. I heard a biker coming up quickly from behind, in my direction. It could not be,. “Honey,” I said, “stop, I’m sweaty and gross.”“Sweaty, yes,” he said, “gross, never!”He gave me a shampoo and washed me gently, then I returned the favor. When we were finished we sat in our robes drinking wine, still not bringing up how we were going to continue playing our game.Wallace finally broke the silence.“Allison,” he said, “I’m not sure about this. I’ll admit that it’s been fun, and last night with Linda was hot, but it seems like this game is getting out of control. Maybe we should. I shoved forward entering her pussy. Best feeling in my life. I wanted to cum as soon as her warm juicy pussy enveloped my cock, but I pumped slow trying to make this feeling last. “not anymore” I told her as I started to pump. I leaned in and started kissing her, parting my lips slightly to dart my tongue out and lick her lip’s. At first she just laid there total still, not responding to any of my touch trying not to show any feeling of pleasure. After a few minutes I started to rub her.