I said get ready and I will get the bikes down. She came out in a tube top and pair of cut off jean shorts. The crotch was cut very narrow and her out...er lips were peeking out. We took off and I let her lead. I just couldn’t get enough of her hot muscular ass. When it comes to being on a mountain bike she has the skills. She could race if she wanted to. We made a little wager the winner to the top of the trail got to tell the other what to do. I am no slouch on a bike either. We came to a. She made it in six—she said she'd taken a minute to leave her mom a note.We looked at the videotape. It was a pretty humiliating thing. Beth got really angry, watching it. "I told him not to go to that party. But he spends so much time with me, and he really wanted to go with the guys just this once, so I gave in. I knew they would have beer there. That bunch always does—their girls know and tell the rest of us. I told him, if he had anything to drink, to call me when he was ready to leave and. I liked both sensations. I think she knew that too. “Now keep your feet on the floor and lift up your behind, present it for your punishment.” I had the impression now that she had mentally rehearsed most of this scene long before I arrived, perhaps even the day before. "So you want an incomplete? The nerve of you, waltzing in here and presuming I’m going to save your sorry ass.” “It’s not like that, ma’am.” “Shut up. You’re going to have to earn your damn incomplete. And that’s if I’m in the. . Finally, after what seemed like hours, we made our excuses, enjoyed a final turn on the dance-floor, and retired to the luxurious suite I had booked for us. We were barely through the door before we were kissing, a burning urgency driving us into each other's arms. Suddenly, Donna broke the kiss and eyed me voraciously. "Strip," she ordered me simply."You too?" I whispered, but she shook her head."I want to fuck in my dress," she hissed, and I grinned in response, already shedding my suit..