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| As I moved toward the edge of the bed to get dressed , the sheets rubbed against my still tender pussy and ass, reminding me of the great time we had had the night before. I smiled as I pulled on the short denim skirt and tank top. As I was lacing and tying my last boot, he walked back into the bedroom. “Almost ready?” he asked. “Just have to do my hair and I’m ready. Where are we going anyway?” I asked. I knew it would be on the bike since he wanted me to wear the boots, but I had no clue why he had the skirt laid out. That would be a difficult task. Riding on the back of a Harley in a short denim skirt and not let everyone in the world see the treasure between hello my futuregirlfriends legs! | ||
| “You’ll see. Just come on and hurry up. It’s getting late.” I went into the bathroom and pulled my hair up. Then walked to the living room and grabbed my helmet and glasses from the chair where I had laid them the night before. He was already outside with the bike running. As I climbed on the back, I repositioned the skirt the best I could to make sure everything was covered. The feel of the leather seat and the slight rumbling between my legs worked my still sensitive clit and I could feel the wetness of my pussy already. After about an hours ride, we pulled into a winery. I climbed off of the back of the bike and put hello my futuregirlfriends helmet on the sissy bar. He hung his on the handlebar, then took my hand and led me inside. We tasted several different kinds of wine, and then finally settled on a sweet tasting berry wine. We walked out onto the patio where the band was playing and found a table off to the side. He poured us each a glass of wine and we sat enjoying the sound of the band and the beautiful scenery the patio offered. | ||
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