"Thanks, don't go mad if your going out for a ride" she said."I wont."I put on my helmet,leathers and fired up my fireblade.Where should I head?Aberys...wyth? Yeah great road and lots of bikers to chat to when you get there.Soon I was blasting along meeting loads of guys n girls out enjoying the sun.Before I knew it I was pulling up on the promenarde next to the cafe and feeling hot as hell the sun beating down making my leathers cling to me.I'd had several cold cokes while chatting to a nice. He had survived the mean streets. This uppity prettified bitch was not going to threaten him. In fact he knew how to deal with women like her"I have another question for you then. Do you know where you are?" He saidThe winds brought moisture to his face and his lean muscled body. He noticed with satisfaction that her gray dress was getting wet. Her bodice was soaked now and her nipples were on show.She cocked her head questioningly, curious at the turn around in the conversation. She slowly. Firm but sort of spongy. Tasted clean enough too. I started bobbing up and down his cock, licking all around the head, just as a girlfriend had done to me. I heard his breathing quicken, and suddenly his warm cumm was shooting into my mouth. It didn't taste too bad, and I managed to swallow it all. "Open your door", he said as he pulled his cock away. Not a chance, I was naked, and not sure I wanted to invite anyone in. I heard his door open , then a tap on mine. I slid back the bolt, and hid. She looked up into his face. He has short cropped salt-and-pepper hair which framed intense turquoise-blue eyes. He mouthed “I’m sorry, remember as much as you can, good luck” and the bag was popped back over her head and this time, she felt it being secured. The blackness of the hood hastened her u*********sness and she thought of the zipper and passed out. She groggily felt herself being pulled from the van and she leaned on the man to her left as they carried/half-walked her into a building..