She wanted me to finger fuck her right there. It was not unpleasant, but also not my first choice of activity or location. It took about ten minutes b...efore Ally whimpered through an orgasm. She sat there, quietly relaxing. I suspect she also did it because she liked the attention from showing me her pussy. Finally, we started back to her home. On the way, Ally changed back to what she was wearing before. The clubbing outfit went into her large bag. Either she had borrowed those things from her. Matt held her tighter.The band thanked their audience and left the stage. A mobile disco replaced them and immediately upped the tempo of the music. Kelly suggested a drink. Matt readily agreed, and they retired to the lounge bar. A group of teachers sat in the corner of the lounge. After politely saying hello and handing out still more of his business cards, Matt joined Kelly at the bar, where she had ordered for them."Did you see your picture up on The Wonderwall?" Yeah, I saw. Just me and. Just to lift her confidence i had arranged this sort of fucking session,the boy was also feeling shy as it was his first,so i left them alone in the room,and i waited outside,but i was watching them from the keyhole of the door,they didn’t had the slightest idea that i am watching them,as my wife was also feeling shy to do all this in front of me,as i left they started to chat for a while,than the boy slowly moved closer to my wife,he put his hands on my wife hands,my wife was little hesitant. "Jason didn't have to explain that Harley-Davidson had been bought up by a conglomerate, American Machine and Foundry in the late 1960s. The company, also known as AMF, was better known for making bowling pinspotters and had bought up other recreational companies with marginal success. In an effort to cut costs, they'd run up the production rates but let quality control slide. Bikers were quick to pick up on it; sales dropped, and the bikes got even crappier -- new bikes were known for leaving.