Wes Gorski was cruising down a famous seaside road in Hawaii, in his mind his girlfriend soon to be his wife Wresh, in her red lipstick waiting for him. He had no riding gear on which he must have forgotten thinking about her lips which he loved the most in in her physicality due to her smile as well as how she used them. He saw her smile from far away and as soon as he pulled over she dragged him onto the green turf and reached for his cold lips and tongue. Both were as eager as the other. Looking at his light green shorts he signaled him to spread out and take in the cool breeze as she eagerly wanted some heat. Wresh reached for his manhood through the gap in the right leg of the shorts from the underneath and felt an arousing chill as did he from her cold hand....
