It took her a minute to remember that he was below her and couldn’t do anything himself. She pulled up off him, stopping just as she felt the bulge ...f his cock at her nether lips so that he wouldn’t fall out. Brent moaned again and involuntarily tried to move his hands up to her, but the bonds stopped him short.She returned to her clit, working her hand in a circle at the top of her mound as she pushed back down again. The feeling of him within her was intoxicating; she felt like she was. She no longer had the strength to vocalize her rejection, but her eyes still conveyed the message that she could not acquiesce to his wishes."Suit yourself," he sneered. "But you'll change your mind."They pitched camp and while the bikers ate and drank, Kimmie lay in the grass, naked, her arms and legs spread eagled and tied to posts the bikers had driven in the ground. The drunken revelers took turns with her, each rougher and more vicious than the last. At last, when they tired of her. "Yes," I admitted. Even though our conversation was low, I felt like everyone in the restaurant was hanging on my every word."Does that seem like a long time?" Layla asked."Well at the end we weren't sleeping together, and I was so depressed that I didn't care."How do you feel about it now? Are you ready to try again?" she asked."I honestly don't know whether I'm ready or not." You should really become active again. Not just to prove to yourself that you are still desirable, but it's good. "Tight." It should feel snug and secure but not uncomfortable."John simply stood leaning against the counter, watching, smug grin still in place.We finally settled on a shiny black three-quarter helmet with the Harley-Davidson logo emblazoned on the front. Further surprising me, John bought himself a matching men's helmet. When I looked at him questioningly, he shrugged."Time for a new one, babe."I loved the helmet. Having my own was so empowering, so sexy. At least, it felt that way to me..