As it was it just seemed to be taking an age for him to get sorted out. They stopped at some traffic lights and he sat up on the bike, his hands came back and he started to gently tickle the cheeks of her arse with small circles. It felt like his life force had just left him via that small hole on the end of his penis, stretched so wide to allow the explosive jettisoning of his load. As his gloved finger slid gently into her it felt so thick and rough, she couldn’t help the moan that escaped her lips. Then she felt his still gloved hand slide into her suit and seek her aching left tit. Then she felt his still gloved hand slide into her suit and seek her aching left tit. Clearly his prick could see her incredible legs and arse too as it started to grow and twitch of its own accord. She needed him to find some where to stop and see to her needs.
