She had every chance to fight me, but she kept kissing her own brother while the stranger licked and even nibbled her neck and shoulders. As the myste...y pirate woman spread Michelle’s cheeks and went to town on her asshole now, I began kissing her arms, her side, and her thighs. I could smell her wetness, too, as she succumbed to the pleasures of the flesh.“You want this, don’t you, in spite of your scruples, your hang-ups, your principles, your inhibitions, all of that claptrap? You want to. Spinning around like a dervish, trying to see if I was forgetting anything, I grabbed my keys and left. Zooming through the streets of New York at the tail-end of rush hour is a good way to get killed. Cabbies and bike messengers are insane and the truckers drive like they were the gods of the road, making us little peons watch out for them.My Ducati rolled into the parking lot of Exposé about five minutes after my first set was supposed to start. Hopping off my bike, I noticed a squad car. Vandhana had regained some of her senses by then, but Ravi's exploration of her body only brought a moan from her. Ravi pushed one of his fingers into her slit, while his other hand concentrated on massaging her covered breasts.He suddenly realized what was happening and got off Vandhana. Vandhana sheepishly looked at him, not finding him responding to her, she quickly adjusted her clothes and ran.Ravi was shocked at his own actions. For some strange reason, he had "attacked" Vandhana.Still in. Seeing a state park symbol on an up-coming exit sign, I maneuver into the right lane and with the blast of an air horn up my exhaust pipe, hit the ramp at around 70 mph. Vehicle under control, I drive about a mile before spotting an entrance to the park. It’s really just a picnic spot for travelers but it’s pretty and shady alongside one of Florida’s innumerable rivers and creeks. Still hampered by the center console and with the spacious rear area of the Toyota full of Paul’s luggage, I.