Luckily I had the serial number on the paperwork from when I bought it new, so there's no denying that this is the one I had stolen."I don't know what...you're talking about, you should go now. We're done here." Trying to take control of the situation. Cute."Let's call the police and see if they agree that we're done here. Sound good?" Look, I don't even care, just take the bike, you can have it. Keep your money and just take it. You don't need to call the police. I didn't even steal it.". I learned that her name was Melissa and that she lived on a big farm outside of town. She invited me to come out the next day and hang out. After that we talked on the phone everyday for about a week and then she told me to come out to the farm.The first time I went to the farm and met her parents and siblings we had supper and then Melissa and I took a walk and she showed me the farm. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever met both inside and out. Melissa and I came to a big barn where. You have on high heels that accentuate your lovely legs. The host escorts you to our table. I am afraid to stand up because I can feel my cock growing hard. I stand to greet you and you give me a big hug and a deep tongue kiss. I am sure your skirt must have risen up giving everyone the view I am dying to see. I pull your chair out for you and when you sit down I get a glimpse of your pussy. I was right, you are not wearing panties. I better sit down quick or everyone in the. We pull in and she has already moved over and was feverishly sucking on Mark's cock. I spit on my finger and ease it into her asshole, she moans and sucks his cock faster. He pulls down the path and parks the truck. She looks up to see where we stopped at, and says, "What the fuck? You have me dress nice and slutty and you take me in the muddiest place on earth and now you want me get filthy?" I laugh and tell her to hop out of the truck and to shut up because I was calling the shots so Mark.