So as I said we've been riding along. You have a tight leather jacket... Your tits have been straining against their confines... you've been deliberately rubbing them into my back... pressing them into me. I can feel your hard nipples in their leather confines.
Your hands have been wandering around my waist and then you run them down ... along my legs... moving them up higher and higher... You feel my cock through the confines of my jeans...
You start to rub and tease... feeling it grow in the denim.
You run your manicured fingers over the mound as it rises... pressing your tits into me harder. Stroking my length gently as it grows...
It's now getting extremely hard. I shift in my seat trying to concentrate as you do your best to distract.
My throat is dry. I swallow.
I try to look for a place to stop. Finally, a small siding appears which I take and move slowly down a bush track towards a clearing.
A beautiful view of the glasshouse mountains comes into play...
We stop in the clearing. Secluded. Private. We peel our helmets off and hang them on the handlebars... You kiss me hard. Rubbing your hands over my leathers.
Tongues dance. I dismount and sit you on Suzie. Facing me. Kissing you hard, I move my hand to your zipper on your leather jacket... Slide it slowly down...
As I suspect you only have bra underneath... A black one to match your leather.... Your nipples are hard and straining against their confines... I knead your big, beautiful breasts as our tongues continue to dance... Tweak your nipples. They're hard. Sensitive. You feel your pussy tighten.
You're starting get wet. I slide my hand down and undo your jeans. Kissing down your neck as I do.