She was definitely not a bike virgin and as we got up to speed she put her head on my back and hugged into me. I answered can do and laid with my head on the speedometer and feet hanging over the rear turn signal lights. Government agents weren’t the swiftest campers, they stuck out in their big black SUV with mirror tinted windows, the AC running and government G86 plates. My motorcycle was black on black very little chrome at all. I was getting close and could feel the pressure building in my balls. She was getting wet and began holding my hair tightly in her fingers she pulled my face into her pussy. I was a professional and an outsider. She kept up the pace and road me even harder. I was a professional and an outsider. I said how’s about now and she walked out of the stations doors toward my bike smiling. I said not really we just met. She said oh yes. I told her that was smart. As I started shooting my load into her, her eyes opened wide and she looked deep into my eyes and she came even more intensely, seemingly losing control of herself for a few seconds.
