Emma’s thigh slide between the biker’s legs and she gently pushes it up against her pussy. The biker lets out a slow, ragged groan. Emma presses h...r whole body down on hers and is suddenly overwhelmed with the feeling of her bare skin against the other woman’s. Emma’s face lands into the crook of her neck, nuzzling, licking and nibbling at it. The biker takes the opportunity to roll them both over so that she is atop Emma.She takes a long look at Emma’s chest and smiles. “Nice fucking rack you. He was shown into a seat bya woman covered in tattoos while a large man, he later found out he washer husband, stood by. The establishment had been recommended to Vickiby the woman in the sex shop, the husband here was the other brotherthat also owned that shop."Drink this," the woman told him."What is it?" he asked."You weren't asked to take part in a discussion," the man told him,"you were told to drink it."He did as he was told and within a few minutes he was asleep. When hewoke his face. Billy was a trust fund baby, who had never known a day of work in his life. He was very sweet and sharing with what he had, and often had friends over to enjoy his largesse. Jessica used to have a crush on him until she realized he never took anybody seriously, mush less himself, and their relationship fell into an easy rhythm of flirtation and friendship.“Hey, can you keep an eye on my pals here for a moment? I need to find Jason to move his car out from behind Laura’s. Shane has taken to. . I don't know. I liked her, even if she wasn't beautiful, but I knew she would be and probably sooner rather than later. She'd be prettier than any of us, I figured.Jen looked more like me, blonde but with green eyes instead of blue, and the same sort of wholesome girl-next-door looks. Some people thought we were sisters, especially when we went shopping with her mom, because Jen's mother could have been mine. Tall with blonde hair, a nice body and an open face. Everybody just assumed we were.