I knew I’d always take care of Jared – he was my pride and joy. If Claudia finds out…”
“Fuck Claudia. XXX I laced it on and fired up the bike. He worked on bikes and we went on long rides when I had slow work, eating in biker hangouts. I guess sex wasn’t our problem after all. I knew most of the people there because I had worked on their bikes. Sometimes its a little depressing. I had mine on her ass, kneading that soft, luscious asscheeks. I ignored the fat bastard’s cum as I slammed myself into her. She lay in another limp puddle of her lover’s drying cum and my fresh load as I pulled down a duffel bag from the closet, packed my clothes and gear, and left the house.
