Karen is probably a bigger slut then me, if that's possible. The two of us sluts hanging out makes us even bigger sluts. Well, Karen knew a few bikers...in a neighboring city. We were thinking of going to meet them and possibly having a little fun ;) I liked the thought of taking on a few bikers ! Well, we went to meet them at a small biker bar not too far from here. There were four of them. Well, we dressed up as biker sluts; leather pants, I let my D cup twins hand out and Karen has nice long. When I looked over her shoulder I could see her nipples, now probably uncomfortably hard, trying to spear through the tight shirt she was wearing. “Stop teasing me.” She pleaded as my hand came so close to touching her left breast, but then pulled back right as I was about to. “What? You want me to do this?” I asked, suddenly laying my hands on both her tits and squeezing gently. She cried out, a little more startled than I had hoped but it was still an amusing reaction. She moaned as I began. I could feel my opening start to stretch further and further as that cock head disappeared inside me. No condoms, nothing between us, just raw skin on skin sex as that thick cock continued to stretch my ass. I remember that I grabbed the pillows on either side of me and squeezed to stop focusing on the pain I was feeling at that moment. Shortly though, he was all the way in and the pain was now pleasure as he started to fuck me faster and harder pounding that cock deep inside. As always with me. The movie was starting at seven-forty which gave us plenty of time.She was absolutely charming over dinner. I was quite captivated by her open smile and cheerfulness, she was just fun to be with. I didn't commit any obvious mistakes and by the time the movie was over, I knew I wanted to see Eve Mascotti again.We had a drink after the movie, then walked back to our office building to the garage where I escorted her to her car. I didn't kiss her goodnight as I'd wanted to because when we got to.