She quickly got in a red lace pair of thong and a bra, and an extremely tight white shirt leaving the top few buttons undone, and a very skimpy skirt ...that leaves nothing to the imagination. The skirt went up way above her knees and had a slit on the side, highlighting her long legs and beautiful thighs. She took the bus to work and she cursed her bad luck as it was the late bus, it was already packed with people. She stood at the back of the bus holding on to the railing, noticing how much of. Why do you look so sad?”The young man shifted his eyes away from the King’s gaze and directed them over toward his sleeping bride. She lay comfortably with her legs spread wide apart. The gaping dark cavernous orifice of her vagina as it appeared when His Majesty withdrew had finally closed up, and a gooey slime of the King’s excess semen oozed from the moist, pink slit and glistened as it descended across her anus and down her butt crack onto the sheet. “Why of course! You may taste my semen!. Parked at the curb was a huge motorcycle, bright red and black with miles of shining chrome. I took a step back towards the house."It's a 1965 Triumph Bonneville," Adam smiled brightly, pride evident on every line of his face. "It was my Dad's. I've been working on it for years; it needed a lot of work, but I think it's finally ready for a real test run. I had it shipped over from home and I've only driven it around town; I want to take it out and see what it can do."I took another step back. Listening to the rhythm of her breathing and her occasional moans while registering the nervous quality of her hands on his head, he intensified his licking and sucking then moved directly to her clit licking the top of her sheath and pushing at the juncture of her lips sliding the sheath along her shaft. Finally, he slid his tongue wetly and lightly over the clitoral head to her breathy relief. As he licked above, below, around her clit, her movements increased as did her vocal exhortation and.