John came to her and asks if she has a short mini skirt and says to put this on, without panties of course.Upon entering the Biker bar, the owner, Jea...-Michel, a big rough Biker full of tattoos, directly came to John and says hello to the Bikers friends and looked at her who is standing next to John. John is very proud with their Biker slut and he ask what is he thinking about their hot Biker slut.She looks very sexy with her short jeans skirt and her white Harley top where her big large tits. It wasn't much compared to my collection, but I was ashamed how all my stuff was stored in just a big pile in a drawer where I had to figure out how they were entangled to each other before being able to start with a session.But what really got my interest were her unusual choices of gags. She had a regular ring gag and a bit gag with a big ball attached to the inside."Oh, you have a ring gag," I said as I took it to examine it some more. "I've never worn one of these." Really? They're really. Calm down, I was just asking, he said. As the bus pulled up on the freeway the driver turned off the interior lights. Except for the freeway lights and signs going by, it was dark inside. Bill asked if I had a girlfriend, I said no. Raising his eyebrows, he asked a boyfriend. I looked at him and said no. We were half an hour out of the city, and the freeway lights were further apart. Bill asked if I played sports. I said football and diving team. Wow, you must be in good shape then. I pulled up. I was crushed.Fast forward 20 years and I was happily married to a beautiful woman who fulfilled me in every way. It's an old saying but in this case a true one, she was a lady in public and a slut in the bedroom. She would love nothing better than in the morning to be my alarm call where she would greedily lick and suck on my cock like it was her favourite ice cream. She would cup my balls to feel when I was about to cum and would take as much of cock in her mouth so I could pump my cum down.