"I'm not complaining." She brushed the soft pads of her fingers over my nipples. "That feels good," I said. Her touch was increasing my arousal and my...organ was becoming so hard it almost hurt.She continued teasing my nipples. Now my glans began to throb. My heart was beginning to pound and I was breathing heavily through my mouth.Cindy ran her fingers in circles around my nipples, drawing her nails across them. Then, suddenly and without warning I experienced a powerful climax. All I could do. He held me tight like he was trying to feel my tits.I decided to play along and was grinding my body against his as discreetly as possible.He responded by holding me tighter.He said to me "you are going to get all these old ladies talking and they already think I am a dirty old man."I said" well are you?" He said "what do you think?" "I know you are." I said laughing. He said"I would like to get you alone and show you how dirty I am."I said "you mean you can still do it?" " You bet I can. Her other hand frantically guided him and twisted his straining prick but still he could not come. Still he was rigid and an impaling tool but the orgasm escaped him. Finally she slumped over him after a shuddering final orgasm. His nipples were marked with the imprints of her teeth. Long scratches scored his pale flesh and her lipstick was smeared over his face. But despite the violence and the unrestrained passion he had not come. The release had escaped him and he was left, firm and. As I ran toward the jogging tract, I wondered if I would be able to find the group of bikers again today. I seemed to be running faster than ever today and when I turned onto the gravel road, all I could think about was jogging nude. I knew it was crazy and I could get arrested, but couldn’t contain myself. I stopped and pulled off my top then resumed jogging. I felt freer that I ever had in my life. Yesterday at this time, I was lost and wondering whether any man would be interested in me..