On the biker side, it says "No men past this point. Try it and you'll be on your ear in the parking lot." On the women's side, it says, "Enter at your...own risk. Rowdy animals at play."The policy of the Roadhouse was to be that men are confined to one side, but women are permitted on both sides. Since there are biker mamas that ride with the men, we allow women on that side. The other side of the 'house provides a safe haven for any woman that wants to get away from a man for a while, and for. I want you so bad, but I love you so much and I cannot hurt you, so we will take this slow."Kirsten's face exploded with a warm smile, she smiled ear to ear "I make you hot, wow. Why don't we play some albums, mom's old music and we can slow dance and kiss all night" I grinned, "I would love that baby" and we kissed slow and sweet.Kirsten took my hand and lead me to the living room, she put an album on and a stack of albums on the spindle, the record player would play record after record. When. Wild, bushy grasses merged with the rough road surface. ‘The hell!?’ said Julia. She turned her head to peer through the rear window. Beyond the dull red glow of the car’s tail: nothing, but darkness. Clouds obscured the stars. A summer night breeze made the sound of trees carry through the slight opening in her driver’s window. Julia licked her lips, her eyes narrowing. Her right hand ran through her fine, shoulder length blonde hair. She opened her eyes wide and blinked rapidly, then gave her. Five more lashes cut into my arse. It was throbbing like mad with a nasty sting attatched. The she told me it was milking time and a hand grabbed my cock and proceeded to wank me. For some reason it felt different. I just assumed it was because of the whipping and the butt plug still up me. I duely shot my load and she remarked that it was a reasonable sample but not up to my usual standards. The plug was removed and she wiped my cock with a tissue but did it in a manner that was rough. Looking.