.. let’s see ... Gustav Hindenburg. Byway Bikers, a sort-of-rough black biker gang out of Spartanburg.”“South Carolina.”“Yeah, a Yankee.”�...�For sure.”“He was passing through, on his way home from a meet in Jacksonville.”I refrained from saying ‘Florida’.Richardson turned to the second page, “Minor rap sheet, possession with intent, charges dropped. Agg assault, time served. Bar fights, mutual charges dropped.”“The paper said he was stabbed.”She nodded, watching me.“Find the knife?”“That FBI call. He took the guys cock down deep almost gagging. It was a real turn on but we had to get into the club as other cars started showing. The two gay hosts were very happy to see us and the bulges we all had in our pants! It was not long before we undressed quickly and the room filled with about 12 guys. The usual playing and stroking took place and guys were moaning in pleasure as they stroked themselves and others around. Several vids were playing and one was really hot as a bunch of men were. He had a small apartment, a decent job outside of porn and, I worked a little too. He was very happy with my transgendering and, loved me taking his cock. I became his bitch and loved it. We began disturbing the neighbors right away.The noise I made during sex was bad enough, especially with someone like James. The headboard of our bed, being slammed against the wall, didn’t help much. We moved the bed away from the wall. Morning wood became another problem. He had a problem of waking up with. Is seated on Megan’s sofa, his hairy ass sweating into the cushions, groaning with pleasure as the redhead works his tool with her hungry mouth. “You really think so? I think we’re doing pretty good right here!” J.J. replies, pleased with the redhead’s oral skills. “No, it’s definitely time for the bedroom!” Megan now declares decisively, jumping to her feet, grabbing the stud by the hand and pulling him up from the sofa. She’s kept her pussy waiting long enough for the 16 year old stud’s rock.