He had no helmet on and could have envisioned his brains splattered on the hot, sticky asphalt of Highway 52. ‘Nice,’ Anna said and jammed the kic...stand down. She got off the bike and pulled her helmet off. She smiled widely at Jack and he nervously returned her smile. ‘Fucking she’s a bit old for me,’ Jack thought as her face came into view. ‘But she ain’t half bad for an old bitch.’ She unlocked the small storage compartment behind the seat. She pulled out the blue tarp that she normally used. . John!”“Yes he cums a lot Ploy, just stroke his head and let him calm down. I can wipe the seat down later. Listen Ploy, we’re nearly home now so can you keep your head down until I park the car at the garages.”Ploy lays down as we pull get close to the house. Once the car is in the garage I let her and Rex out.“So are you OK to walk home Ploy?”“Yes, of course, I still feel all warm and fuzzy and your oranangde is really nice. When do you want me take Rex out for a walk again?”Well, you go. Firstly to Anne Summers where Maggie bought a very tasteful, tight fitting body stocking which would show of her voluptuous body to the full. She also bought 2 pars of knickers. One lacy and crutchless and one, my god they sold them, pair of genuine thick, blue, schoolgirl, serge pants.Next to the Private shop in Brewer St. Lots of DVDs, but also what we came for. A 4inch butt plug in deep purple and a strapon belt with a dildo attachment with a tapered tip and about 8 inches long. It was not a. The tinkling of a glass breaking on the concrete announced to those who did not see fuckpig coming that something was wrong. his face turned ghostly white as the glass fell from his hand. The Officer drew his pistol "Be calm gentlemen please, this is Miss Susan Harding, our white imperialist fuckpig." I shall haf to report this" Piet DeNeuve, the European UN observer mentioned." We won't live that long, you bloody fool," announced the woman in their party, "how could she demean herself, I would.