I moaned in pain and pleasure as my hands moved to her back and found her clasp. I undid it and pulled it away from her skin. She pulled away from me ...nd adjusted her clothing so that her bra was no longer on her. She dropped it to the ground and locked her lips with mine again. I traced my fingers along her sides again, but this time, when I reached the sides of her breasts, I caressed them gently, rubbing and teasing her nipple, circling them with my thumbs. She gasped into my mouth, and. Which to me were much more important than the humans and other beings becoming extinct.. ‘Yes I said other beings because we are not the only intelligent beings on this planet. There were plenty of us in my time believed this but it wasn’t until the wars broke out that we knew and saw the proof with our own eyes . I am not a good story teller. So please understand that this will be like a journal of what I can remember happening, as I sift through my memories and read through my many notes and. To the right, against the wall sat the small bar where people exchanged tickets and later paid cash for alcoholic or non-alcoholic punch, the alcohol being 151 rum.Also being served were loose joints and dime packets of marijuana. The packets had two sizes, the smaller one containing the better bud and likewise the joints cost more for the better shit. Small plastic baggies containing two hits of Ecstasy cost ten bucks each.Roger manned the bar with help from a couple of cute California blonde. Panels push her thighs apart so she can grip the 'saddle'. Heidi experiments with handlebar grips – twisting right one briefly enlarges cuntal thrusters and propels it inwards, left grip does same with anal thrusters. Both at once make her climax. The Hand decides it is no longer just a shower attachment, but has become a fully functional Fucking Machine; its mission is to make this bitch scream. Each time she twists the grips it moans like motorbike engine being revved and pushes her thighs a.