”Elise had been listening and then squawked, “WHAT? What are you talking about? The doctor said no such thing. I need you to be in top condition s... that we can keep up our two or three times a day activity. Where did you ever...”Dave and Roy’s laughter overrode Elise’s sudden concern about her new husband losing some crucial capability. She suddenly realized that her husband was poking fun at her. For a sixty-four-year-old woman she had the libido of an eighteen-year-old nymphomaniac and could. Yes there are creature comforts but you also only have a few layers of leather between you and the road and I did have "unwrapped" cargo so I took it easy and set the cruise control at 70mph and let it go.We talked a little more about why she hooked up with Mr. Crotch Rocket only to find out that this was her first time on the bike even if they had been going out for a while (3 weeks).I asked what she did for a living or was she in school or what. She actually was in school; it was her third. I then felt the thick cockhead trying to enter my very tight rosebud. He grabbed me firmly and soon I felt this huge cock ripping my asshole apart.“You are my fuck white bitch now. I am going to pound that ass so good…”After saying this, he started to get rougher and rougher. The bastard liked humiliating me with his words. He leant on me and grabbed a hold of my hair as he pounded me so brutally. "Oh, fuck yeah, bitch… tell me you love the way I fuck you in the ass…”I only could respond with. His hair is even shorter. He sees me looking at it and says he is a runner and it is easier to keep it clean if it is short. He hands me some forms. Actually he is kneeling in front of the desk and starts slipping me forms to sign. At first I just sign them thinking they are part of the job, he is after all my boss. I ask what they are."Kara, they are forms we need to be ready to process. People don't think I know what is going on but I do. I hope that we never need these, but I want you to.