Then he took the boy out back to his training track, to teach the boy how to ride.The kid looked very hot and oddly, vulnerable in his leathers. The f...ce of the pretty blue-eyed blonde was at odds with the shiny black leather he had been basically poured into. He wore no shirt, as one had not been sold to him. His jacket was open. The Dealer had told him that was 'biker style.' But instead of the usual hairy chest, muscular torso, and maybe a pot belly, the Dealer saw the toned, defined and. Patty just lay there with her legs spread, panting, the gooey mixture of jism and pussy juice running out of her cunt onto the bed. When she recovered enough to look up, she was surprised to see that Henry was finally struggling into his pants."I guess I better get out of here," he mumbled. He grinned at her over his shoulder. "Man, you sure are a horny humper, Mrs. Wayne. I guess you must be pretty glad I came over after all, huh?"Patty stared at his cock, watching the long, meaty pole. ’ Caroline moved closer to him. ‘You don’t have to get over it alone, Simon. ‘I can help you.’ Caroline was blushing furiously and she looked down, then away from him to hide it. ‘Caroline?’ she heard him say after a moment. ‘What do you mean?’ ‘I mean – I mean I’m not Marianne. I know it’ll be a problem because I look like her and all, but we’re different, inside. I wouldn’t hurt you like she did.’ ‘You want me to go out with you.’ ‘Yes,’ she replied on a breath, turning to face him once more.. She seemed happy at my response.At home I asked when was she going to line up a hook up? She said she would handle it in her own way but that when it did happen she would save me the creamy pie. This was driving me crazy. Every day at work I was thinking about my little wife getting her pussy tore up by some thick cock guy. I knew if I kept asking her that she would get mad at me, so even though it took every ounce of will power I played it cool.Then one Friday when I got home Andrea met me at.