She started to argue, then thought for a moment, and nodded.Our ride the next morning was a real pleasure. We were all happy to be in each other’s c...ompany and Anna riding beside me just felt right. When we stopped for shooting practice, it was readily apparent that both ladies had been practicing, as I’d asked. Anna was getting really good with the rifle, and Yolanda was starting to hit more than she missed with the pistol. For the first time I could remember, we actually spent more time riding. She had to stop frequently to rinse away the long hairs that clogged the razor. They both watched as the hair began to disappear down the drain and a pink pert nipple came into view. Ally's mouth was watering by the time the hair was gone and the soap rinsed from it. She wanted to suckle it, needed to taste it. She lowered her lips to it and placed a light kiss on the pink nub. Ben's gasp told her he liked what she was doing and soon she hand engulfed the pink nipple in his mouth and suckled on. She was dripping juice and my face was soon covered. My tool was begging for relief and as I licked her hole and clit I shot my wad deep into Angela's throat. Angela carried on sucking my tool and until I went soft. I lay back on the bed to recover and she slid off the bed and went to her bedside cabinet. She took out her favourite vibrator and smoothered her arse and pussy with lube. My cock was starting to show signs of life again as I gently pulled my foreskin backwards and forwards over my. That afternoon they went for a bicycle ride together all through the greenbelt on old railroad rights of way and down maple shaded bike paths, They didn’t talk much but enough to develop a warm buddylike friendship. He took her to a simple Italian restaurant in the North end and they laughed and played with their food and drank lots of chianti. Gerta was glowing. They returned to her cottage arm in arm and just naturally headed for the bedroom. He carefully undressed her, which was simple.