She smiles at me and puts it on. Then I hop on the bike secretly hoping I would be hopping on her later. I put on my sunglasses and off we go, out ont... the open road.We ride for an hour and a half before arriving at our first destination: The Standing Bear Museum and Education Center, off US HWY 60."We're here" I announce, pulling into the parking lot. Shutting off the bike, I help Angel off the trike."So what made you want to stop here, Harley?" she asks."Well, a friend of mine told me about. ”I told him I feel like peeing but was not able to get up due to the enormous fucking of my asshole. He took me in his arms and took me to his washroom. He told me to sit on the pot and relieve myself. I was feeling very ashamed to piss in front of him. He suddenly came in front of me and asked me to suck his cock while sitting over there only.I took his dick in my mouth and started sucking while I was relieving myself. After that we both had a shower and then we went back to the bedroom.Inside. Instead, she positioned it right between her legs, and pushed hard. Both Martin and me watched in awe as the slender bottle quickly disappeared. Alcohol trickled down her breasts, some gathered in her navel, next to a blue hummingbird. Martin licked the tiny pool, then gently removed Angelika's hand off the bottle. He grasped the small protruding part of it and pushed it in and out, much faster than her own pace. "Mmm, now that's festive" Angelika enjoyed this. She thrust against the bottle. ”He said something back that I couldn’t hear over the music, but it wasn’t hard to tell that his response was positive. Twenty minutes later we were back in his bedroom. He took me from behind and gave me what I was craving. His thick cock filled me, stretching my asshole and sending pleasure through my whole body.The night I lost my anal virginity, I said the same exact line. “I want you to fuck my ass.” Of course, the situation was very different and it wasn’t planned by any means.I lied to.