"Am I interrupting you two love-birds?" he asked with a leer. "Can I get you two a room?"With Ben chained to the floor, Gunny looming over him seemed ...ven larger then he had before. Ben glared at the large biker and was filled with sudden rage, the pain in his body forgotten. This is the bastard who killed Father Torque. "Gunny, this is your last chance," he said in a voice thick with hatred. "Free us or die."Ben's tone almost gave him pause. Almost. Instead, he gave out a sharp laugh. "Ha! Not. Mary Beth managed to keep all of us focused, we had a very productive afternoon, and things were starting to sound pretty good. The others were quite impressed with the work being done at the back of the studio, converting the old hay loft into bedrooms; this week we certainly could have used another five or six rooms, if they were available. But Chris, Phil and their crew were making steady progress, even with us working in the studio. They were continuing with the painting, and apologies for. She turns in her seat so that she is facing River. He turns his head to look at her just as she arches back a little and slips her hand inside the shorts. Her mouth falls open as her fingers find her nether lips.“Oh fuck River,” she coos. “I’m already so wet.”He turns his eyes back to the road and reaches out to touch her bare leg. Again she slaps his hand away. “I said watch the road,” she admonishes him. “That includes keeping your hands on the wheel.”He looks at her with pleading eyes.“Don’t. My first time, it happened so fast that my mouth was full of cum and I just swallowed what I could. I did choke, I did gag some and was wearing some when it was over. When most of us lost our virginity, it was painful (at least the first few times) and we cried. I know that I cried for two reasons; it was painful and, with my fucked-up emotions, I was consumed with some monumental feelings of joy. Ron was there to hold me and give me some time to calm down…before he mounted me again.We have.