The only solution was to undo the press studs and cycle on with her vulva intimately in contact with the leather of the saddle. It was a very good thi...g that the journey was not longer because the view she gave aroused both boys until it was difficult for them to cycle. Stephen's penis had already poked beyond the confines of his running shorts several times. In the end Stephen cycled on with his proud erection in full view. Jean-Claude was also very uncomfortable, with his penis confined. In your already-weakened state, this is enough to send you back to sleep again. You awaken to more darkness and an inexplicable inability to move. A rough, scratchy surface seems to be covering your face and head, and your arms are bound behind your back by a length of metallic cord wrapped around your mid-torso. For added measure, your ankles have been manacled together with only enough slack to take little baby steps. A gruff voice commands you to get up and walk, and you feel something grab. We grunted and fought, knowing only one would survive. I kicked him in the knee and then dug the blade in under his left arm, in to the hilt and scraping bones. He gasped, looked surprised and fell to his knees as I withdrew the bayonet. His hands went to his mouth; blood gushed forth, and he fell on his face. I took a minute to reload his pistol and then cut the pack animal loose and jumped on my horse. I kicked him and thundered down the road after the other two bandits and the. I sure hope she doesn’t look down at my crotch. A tent is definitely forming in my shorts. Our cool down walk lasts about 15 minutes and it’s one of the best quarter hours in memory. We’re talking non-stop, about workouts, relationships, careers and family. I find her personality just as intoxicating as her beauty. She is simply engaging and I love conversing with her. Soon we’re nearing my driveway and I’m bummed. I really don’t want our time to end. “I’m just two houses down, maybe a third.