Chapter 18
by 
haschgurra
What's next?
Go to the farm
You grab your daughter's pink bicycle, the only one with a seat adjusted to your height. As you jump up and begin riding out of the garage, something is rubbing against your sensitive pussy.
Covering the bike seat are several small, smooth bumbs. You try to keep peddling but as you pick up speed, the rubbing makes your pussy begin to drip with wetness.