I went to my phone desk. I found my address and number book, for contacts. I looked up his number. Picking up the phone, I dialed his it."Hello?" a lo...d and gruff voice answered."Matt? This is Franklin Farrow. I was wondering if we could get together..." I began a bit hesitantly."Frank! How are you, boy? Doing all right? A meeting? Well, you would have to come out here for a face to face. I broke my damned leg a couple of weeks ago, and I don't get around too well, right now," Matthew Baxter. I Zenned out on the rain falling just a few feet away as I bounced up and down with a very nasty version of extreme vigor. I felt so good, and surprisingly completely unashamed. I really had worried that once I did it, my fantasies would fall away and disintegrate into a morass of self loathing (this was 1974, after all).I felt good. I felt liberated. I felt this huge cock in my ass fucking me like I had always fucked women, and yet I didn't feel like a woman. I felt like a man, a 'real' man.. Don’t fucking stop. Yeah Yeah. Fuck.’ she screamed. As he pounded his stiff cock into her warm, wet and tight hole, he playfully smack her ass. This only made her want more. ‘Harder, smack my ass harder. Oh Fuck me. Fuck my tight pussy.’, she screamed and moaned. He pumped his cock in and out of her, smacking her ass as he did so. Her pussy clench his hard shaft as she was headed for another orgasm. When he felt her pussy tighten around him, he pumped harder and faster. Harder. Faster.. Hannah continued to resist as the Outlaw forced her to her knees and slapped her violently across her face. The little Asian immediately calmed down and opened her mouth as the man pushed the head of his penis against her lips. In an instant he was fucking her mouth hard, holding Hannahs head still while he rammed his cock back and forth between her aching jaws. The bikers continued to use Hannah for the next hour or so, fucking her hard and then passing her along to the next man like a piece.