" he grunted as he picked up his pace, going deeper and deeper with each plunge. I could feel the bulging vein on the underside of his cock stretch ru... against my ass with each thrust. Bottoming out, his balls started slapping against my ass. "Fuuuck," he moaned, "You love riding my cock don't you?" Fuck yes I do," I replied back in a rhythmic moan. Gaining even more speed, while pulling himself almost all the way out and plowing all the way back in, the sounds of slapping skin filled the room. I started to squeeze and release my balls now with a more reckless abandon. Big mistake. My movements caught her attention. “What the fuck do you think your doing?” she questioned again. I had no answers, and was I going to afford her one either. “Okay, if you’re going to act like a little baby, I’m going to have to treat you like one”. And with that she quickly turned around and plopped her pussy back down on my face. This time she was watching me though. So much for my squeeze and release. Out. I could feel the orgasm coming but I didn't know if I could refrain from screaming out. I quickend my pace. I was about to cum when there was a knock at the door. "You alright Alex?, Its Karen" I couldn't speak. My whole body was shaking form my orgasm. "I'm coming in Okay?" "Hmmmmm" was all I could muster. She walked in and I had no time to cover up what I was doing. "Ummmm" was all I could think of to say. "Oh my" Karen said " You started without me?" She said with a wicked grin. I. "Get in touch with Vlad. Tell him he owes me and it's time to pay up. Then explain what happened." I suggested half asleep."Okay, by the way I am your power of attorney so they called me to ask what to do with the bike." Jen said."Who called you?" I asked."The office girl at the Wilcox Towing and Storage yard out at West End. The cops had your bike towed and he got the call. So what do we do with it." How bad is it?" I asked"According to the old man who runs the storage yard, it is scratched up.