I've never done either so I can't really say. But what Imean is kind of like what I'm doing right now." Mom leaned closer,listening intently. "Go on,"...she encouraged.I wasn't exactly sure how to put this. 'Here goes,' I thought. Igestured with both index fingers at my hair, my face and my clothes,then with both hands at our surroundings. "Well, Mom, for me this isall such a huge, huge adventure. It's like a dream, doing things Inever imagined I could do, being someone I never thought I could be. It was only now that Sara realized the basement was a full size, now one with a low clearance ceiling. Sometime in the past the basement had been finished over, not in the style of a storage room or perhaps a child’s rumpus room, but it was entirely designed for Travis’s sexual amusement. Dark wood paneling covered the walls. A small assortment of paddles, lashes and restraints hung from pegs near the door. Who knew what was in the cabinet from where Travis had removed the cuffs. There were a. I put my cock into the hole, could still see the video screen and he sucked on me for a bit stopping soon because he knew I’d come quick from the video screen action. He placed his large cock through for me and I sucked it hard enjoying it even though I couldn’t see him. Then he pulled it out and placed two fingers through, asking me to suck them too. I did and he said it would be great tonight to fuck me with his cock and several fingers too, just to make it a little different. I was way too. I remembered enough, though, to know that there were any number of trails under the elevated portions of the freeways created by kids who wanted to get somewhere and wouldn’t be stopped by mere adults and their concrete ribbons. I’d just have to find the right ones.After mapping the route out as well as I could I got my bike out, checked the tires, and took off. Having subdued, if not completely tamed my fears about riding helmetless, I enjoyed the ride. After passing through the sea of trailer.