I had just turned fifteen not long ago and today I was inside the Clubhouse doing errands.I was stocking the bar fridge, when I found out something ab...ut Shaz and her other roles.At barely fifteen, I was still naive about the pecking order of the Clubhouse.I had heard names of certain ranks, but didn’t know what they meant.Shaz and Bones had become my closest friends, but were nothing more than slaves; then fully fledged bikers.Shaz was regarded as a Sheep and Sheep in biker clubs were in fact;. Just by touching my breasts in a couple of moments, my eyes no longer could see properly and probably from aside I even looked d**gged. My eyes kept opening and closing, my gaze shifting without really concentrating on anything specific…I couldn’t even understand what I was seeing. I lowered one of my hands down my stomach to my pussy. Without even spreading its folds I felt the moisture on my fingers. I was beyond wet. The gooey liquid made my pussy feel so slippery, my throbbing clit felt. Ummm.. While bite her lips kept coming out. I removed my boxers and my baniyan. Lifted her up slowly placing her on my hot rod. I made it rub over her pussy lips as she trembled pulling me closer to her chest, I kept on rubbing my dick while my hands were near her bubbly butt,pressing it. The flowing cold water only added more fun. I then slowly pushed my cock into her pussy, she screaming aaaaaaaaaah…..Haaaaaa…. Gasping out fo air, her nails scratching my shoulders, her screams of pain were. ‘Sounds good to me!’ I laughed. ‘Oh, before I forget, Handsome, the girls have been hounding me about going out and dancing!’ ‘Oh god, Marlene, I’m still trying to recover from the wedding,’ I laughed. ‘When do they want to go?’ ‘Next Friday,’ Marlene answered. ‘Michael, I have to warn you, you may not be walking for a week after the two of them get done with you!’ ‘Why me? Why can’t they pick up a guy at the club?’ I asked with a groan. ‘They don’t trust guys.’ ‘Marlene, I’m a guy.’ ‘You’re a.