As much as he loved riding, he was no longer enamored of bikes that kinked his back and neck or made his wrists ache afterward, no matter how prettily...they howled and sang to him, begging for permission go supersonic. He now wanted a machine that could move out with a will, if necessary, but if he wanted to ride a long day, he insisted on a machine that he’d still be in love with by sundown. He came to the entrance to his street, but on a whim, he cancelled the turn signal, and blew right on. “Come for me baby, come all over my cock. I need your cum.” That was all it took to push me over the edge. My pussy spasmed and I almost blacked out.“Oh fuck, fuck yea-OH MY GOD,” I was yelling nonsense at this point. “Yeah, that’s it. Empty that pussy on me. Oh fuck. I’m gonna-“ He came by surprise and shot his load inside me. His hot cum dripping down my pussy lips was enough to make me horny all over again. While Max pulled his pants back up I reached down to touch my clit. It was nice and. I inform him of this, as I enjoy his impromptu show. He is groaning loudly with each labored breath, while predictably holding on to what’s left of his scrotum. He’s rocking his body back and forth, but his legs are still spread wide open and because his ass is so deeply embedded in the trash, he can’t really move much at all. For now, I allow the self-grope. I want him to realize just how badly he’s been violated, so I leave him to his own devices, such as they are, while I take the time to. However, she added that she was not asking for penetrative sex, which was revealing her intentions.I took on her “requests” and said that I was fine to start off with a clean massage but would go sensual towards the end. A number of massages that I had given to previous girlfriends did end up in the bedroom (although my massage table is sturdy and wide enough to take two people), and so I added that I was open to go with the flow. She replied with one single word that said it all. “Good.”I.