They look expectantly at each other.“Is it getting closer?” Michelle asked.“Shh!” David held up his palm, listening intently.Michelle’s temp...er was about to flare when the indistinct growl became louder and settled into the rumble of a motorcycle engine.“A motorbike?” Michelle looked questioningly at David.“No. Two motorbikes,” David replied.The grumble now clearly defined as two motorcycle engines was confirmed when two motorbikes crested the rise of the low hills and began to descend towards. With your other hand you begin to lift your skirt up around your waist, you slid you hand between your legs and begin to rub your clit. You tell me you have something in your bag to take it out, I look in your bag and I find your dildo.You tell me you want me to put the dildo in you mouth, you want me to watch you suck on it. I begin to slid the toy in and out of your mouth as you moan with pleasure, and I'm getting more excite my cock getting harder in you hand, you make it nice and wet. you. Only last month I lived in Florida. Now I live in North Carolina in a small town 15 miles north of the university. My friends were surprised that I bought a tiny house of 500 sq. ft. instead of a traditional 2000 sq. ft. one. But they shouldn't be since unlike my friends I have no mortgage or car payment. The freedom to invest or travel or to do whatever I want to do with my income came about as a result of choosing to live below my means. Everyone in my subdivision has made the same lifestyle. This should have put me on my guard, but I just shrugged it off. When I went in the room, I poured another cup of coffee and sat down at the communications console, thinking hard. I heard someone clearing their throat and when I looked that way, my jaw hit the floor."Well, how do you like it? I thought I better wear it before I start getting too big for anything but stretch pants."Good lord, I thought, one of my socks had more material in it than that bikini she had on. What was standing before.