It was almost like she was punching her cunt. She fisted herself for another few strokes and then pulled it out. All I felt in her at that moment was ...ure and total primal ecstasy.She started to come down a bit and pulled her hand out. Then she moved her fingers to her clit and started to rub it again. At the same time, she looked at me with total seduction, wet three of her fingers, and slid them into her ass. She was rocking back and forth in time with when she fucked her ass. She held out. She could have anything she want an no one could stop her. She had visited the bronze to have some fun. She all ways use to be the shy one there. Now she was the life of the party and can have anyone she wanted.A big burly biker laid on the pool table. He was big and strong and covered in tattoos. He was part of the group called the Cherry Popper. He was the leader. They were the biggest biker out there. He was wanted in 40 states. He was considered that baldest of the bad. He was now scared of. " I'll have to check when I get home tonight to see if there are any spiders around. Most likely got bit while I was sleeping last night. So, I'll start in the bedroom. Thanks Max." I told him as I headed back to my office.At lunch time that day I went out and got tubes of cortisone and an antibiotic and applied them. By the time I got home that night a lot of the redness had disappeared and most of the itching had stopped. I wasn't too concerned, but I thought I'd follow up with a search of. All through this, her eyes never left mine. There were many reasons I loved Sheila. One was that she was both smarter and quicker than I was. She had an almost unheard of ability to process masses of information. I think that was why her physical actions were so smooth. She had more processing power than the ordinary people like me. At times like this I feel she can read my mind, which is very comforting. I have had occasional difficulty expressing myself, but never to her. At that moment.