I told them they wouldn't bother his car.I grabbed his dick and led him to the living room where a fuck bench was waiting. His eyes lit up and he star...ed to undress, without asking me. I let it go, I knew what was in store. He knew how to position himself on the bench, and I started to securely fasten him in. Ankles, wrists and two heavy torso straps locked him in tight. I grabbed a paddle and slammed his naked cheeks hard. "Whoa, what the fuck" he snapped."We're taking this to a new level.. ..," I said."Well, I was so incredibly tempted, and held out for as long as I could, but eventually I gave in," she said. "I sneaked a peek at your body." Oh," I said, taken aback but so turned on. My cock twitched and throbbed."I'm so sorry, I know I shouldn't have, I just couldn't help it," she said. "After seeing you lying there on the beach, I just had to see it again." My body?" Well, yeah, but in particular, I mean, I don't even know what it's called," she said. "Your...thing, between. As she stood there, kind of half squatting over Tex’s cock, the photographer told her to hold that position while he put more film in his camera. It seemed to be taking him a long time to locate and load the film, and I could see Joan’s legs quivering from trying to hold that position. She was sinking down further until the massive cock head was now touching the lips of her pussy. Then a few moments later she sank more, and the head of his cock was inserted into her pussy, and I could see a. Shaun moved to close the lid; following in the wake of the rider, rudderless, and suddenly without direction, letting the other man take the lead. Quick, practiced movements pushed the jack under the car and pushed the thin wire handle of the cheaply made thing into Shaun’s hand. He twisted it, slowly raising the car, making the handle circle, over and over, not thinking just following. The biker hunkered there before him, working the lugs holding the dead tire to the rim. Scarred leather chaps.