Normally Meagan was not a smoker but it was something about the bike and the danger that lead her to form a habit with her smoking when she was having...her adventures."Hello Baby!" she said as she greeted her bike and let its engine run for a moment to warm up. She thrust the throttle and listened to the hum of her motor, the sound was deeper and richer than most bikes on account of the new exhaust can she had installed her self during the week. She loved the effect, even though it was not. Donna and Meg were just as talented, just as aggressive, and just as intense as Cherry had been. And now, there were two of them. I’ve never experienced two women at the same time before, but I couldn’t imagine any place I’d rather be. We sucked, ate, licked, and fucked each other for the next two hours. There was no hole off limits, and once again, condoms were never mentioned. I fucked them both, hard, and shot as much cum into them as I could muster. It was so hot to see Donna’s cum filled. First it was her turn. I raised her hand to my mouth and kissed her palm. She breathed deeply, and a rosy flush formed on her upper chest, circling like a necklace. I examined her hand. The lines on her palms crossed. The primary lines: love line, life line, and head line. One of the minor lines was surely a sex line, but it was hard to pick which one. I slipped my tongue across the life line, and back across the love line. The skin of her palm was soft and silky on my tongue, and smelled. I didn't have time for this crap.Keven was sitting in the living room with one of my notepads in his lap. He had a pencil flying over the paper, sketching something. As I entered the room, his dark eyes rose from the paper and he smiled. Closing the notepad and setting it aside, he rose to his feet and walked up to me, taking my hands in his. "How do you feel this morning?"I looked down, noticing small scars on the back of his hands and I wondered what had caused them. "I feel like an idiot -.