She felt him pull the blouse out of her jeans and his hands stroke up her back. Then the bra was unsnapped. She pressed her lips against his hair. She...breathed in his masculine odor.Dan caressed her sides on the way to her bare breasts. Then his mouth sucked her nipple while his hands went back to her adorable derriere. He tore his mouth away from the glory of her breast to speak.“Oh, Janet.”“Mr. Fisher.” She was clutching his hair with both hands. What could she do to give him the soaring. It was a whopping 8 inches! "Now, get on your knees, you little slut." As she got up, he spanked her ass. She then got onto her knees and looked at his cock. He got out of bed and stood right in front of her. She licked her lips and opened her mouth wide. He placed his hand at the back of her head and started forcing his enormous cock down her throat. "Yeah, mmm, that's it, babe. Deep-throat my fucking huge cock." He soon took it out of her mouth and she licked and kissed the head of his cock.. We both laughed and he asked if I needed to pee, he had to and was already soft again. I went to the bedroom and undressed and joined him in the bathroom. We stepped into the shower and got into his favorite position with me holding his cock between my legs right under my pussy. I guess I had to go a lot more than I thought, I had a stream of pee hitting his cock for quite a while, in fact I could feel him getting hard. When I was done we backed away just a little so he could aim his pee at. All of this suited Ben just fine. The Polecats liked to live hard, fight hard and play hard. Drunken brawls, races with other bikers, harassing newbies as they entered the desert; all that was good fun. It was the ultimate expression of living life on your own terms. It was freedom.Ben's gang had never been into the bad stuff; enforcement, drugs, prostitution, raping and pillaging, all the things that the bigger, badder gangs did in this lawless land. Ben would have loved to go rumble with.