"You'd better hurry if you want some breakfast." Ach, yer an evil man, Martin Leforge," Leanne finally muttered. "If ah wasn't dead ah'd come over the...e and hurl on ya." How ah get here?" Niamh asked blurrily as she raised her head."Looking for a party?" I replied. She groaned and let her head drop again."This De-tox is banjaxed," Leanne moaned. "Ah need something fer me head." Table next to the bed," I informed her. She found the self-adsorbing analgesic patch and slapped in on her shoulder.. ‘Let me go and brush my teeth,’ she sighed as she slipped from his grasp and reached for her robe. Padding into the bathroom, she brushed her teeth, washed her face and ran her fingers through her unruly short blond hair. She used the toilet and washed her hands before she returned to the sanctity of the bedroom. She let her robe fall from her body and crawled into the bed beside him. Now it was his turn to go and get rid of the morning breath that everyone wakes up with. He kissed. When I drove up, I realized that the bikes were on display for me. They were standard high quality steel bikes. Not the kind the spandex crowd would ride. The bikes Marty used as blanks were real bikes built to last a generation. He had bought then from maybe the last bike maker doing his manufacturing in the United States. Every thing about the bikes screamed big and clunky. That is were the made in the usa ended. The motors were Honda 4 cycle and mounted on the side of a bike like a tumor.. Just played with my pussy and watched the drama on television.I kept a couple of fingers inside and moved my thumb roughly on my engorged clit. It felt like dull ache just growing till it felt like my clit wouldn’t stop. Just a little rougher stimulation and I’d come hard. But, decided to deny myself.My pussy juiced wetted my whole hand. My hips moved up and down, undulating on my fingers. My breaths were labored and it was getting impossible to stave off my orgasm. I slowed down on.