By doing that, she even had my head come onto my shoulder and the top of her tits as well. I didn't utter a word, but neither did she.She fingered me ...nd even laid a string of kisses on my cheek and head. I felt her hand move all over my cherry and surely get drenched in the process. I had no idea what her motives were other than she knew my desires.Either way, after a minute, she brought her hand up to her mouth. I watched her take her fingers into her mouth. She sucked off all the juice, but. I would keep on gyrating my hips and showing him my ass to seduce him and give him a hard on. I then give him a striptease and tell him my ass is his if he wants it. I would then start rubbing his jeans, feeling the outline of his cock, and continue to fill him up with lust. Sometimes in these fantasies the old biker slaps my ass and tells me what a whore I am and how I'm asking for it. I would keep on going until he told me to get up off him and get on my knees. I obey what the biker daddy. "Okay honey, when will you be home?"She wondered if he was asking her because he was going to miss her or if it was because he would have the house all to himself — then he could fuck his twenty-something lover. "Friday, probably at the pier around noon but I won't get off the ship until at least five or six."He rolled back over onto his back and yawned. "Okay, see you then."Forty-three minutes later Jane walked down Pier Six and up the gangway and on-board Burke. She saluted the flag then the. If I could get into deeper trouble, I didn't see how.Instincts were kicking in, telling me to run. My need for female flesh drained from me like someone had pulled a rather large plug. I glanced at the door. I could make it. She wasn't as fast as me, I was sure of that. But what about the doctor and my girls just outside? She could hold one of them hostage and force me to do what she wanted. So I remained still, forcing my heart to be quiet, forcing the shaking in my hands to stop. I calmed.