I was actually, in my drunken stupor, starting to think about what was underneath that pink bikini top...Jen scooted closer to me and lay her head on ...y shoulder again, as was her custom. I could feel her long hair against my bare chest and back, and it wasn't doing anything at all to stem the tide of hormones that had suddenly started racing through my system. "It's o.k., Marky," her mouth was so close I could feel her hot breath on my ear, "I stare at her boobs, too, their so nice and plump,. The three teens were watching from the driveway. Someone had dug my bike out of the snow and put it up on its kickstand--the kids, probably.The paramedic had given up on taking my guitar for the moment and was now probing the front of my torso. "Any pain?" Nope." I saw the two firemen turn and start to head back to the station.The paramedic took out a penlight and was about to shine it in my eyes. Once he let me go, I took my opportunity. I screamed, "My brother's bike! He's going to kill me!". The taste of her creamy, semen flavored pussy was comparable in taste to that of my cousin, who didn't look half as beautiful as Maria. However, the mere thought that I could please such a beautiful woman was almost like an erotic addiction. It almost went without saying, we both knew my little prick wasn't going to do the job of providing her the sexual pleasure a woman like her wanted or needed. As you'll later see she told me that size in that department doesn't matter when there is love. My wrists were tied, but I could see what was coming and the lecture that had begun was rather indicative of the pain I was about to endure. My mind raced and I allowed my hands to twist as I rolled onto my back, protecting my poor bottom from the welts of that rod. "Turn over," the demand left no room for interpretation yet I still did not move. Eric paused and looked at me lying there, naked before him. His left hand cupped and covered my special spot and he told me to spread my legs. At the.