Right off I go heading for Wales and the nice twisty roads, 30 minuites later and i'm full of adrenaline and hitting speeds I really didn't ought to b.... I find a layby with a burger stand and decide to stop for a cuppa and a ciggy.A group of bikes pulls in and to my suprise it's a gang of biker chicks. There is a selection of different bikes, all in great condition and there the ladies are not bad on the eye either. After a chat they ask if I'd like to join them as riding alone can be a bit. They own me, i am nothing but a toy used for their pleasure and entertainment. They dress me up in whatever they feel satisfies their needs. Be that they dress me up in women's clothing, lingerie, diapers, or nothing. Whatever they decide to dress me up in, i am to be contempt with their decision. Which is always the case. I do not own my cock, they own it, my cock belongs to them, and to show that they own it, and are dominant over me, they put my cock in a cock cage. One with a detachable. Aryth Growled deeply and finally pulled out of ‘Tia as he began to go off, this time aiming perhaps 30 massive shots at her titanic tits, making the poor bruised baubles bounce out of control from the impact of each white salvo as it slammed home. By the time he was done, the Amazon looked veritably glued to the wall, thick webs of cum connecting every part of her to every other part, and to the vast pool beneath. Scowling down at his now limp-prick, he walked over to me and began whipping me. She'd let me know by the evening of our first lovemaking session that she thought I'd found her unattractive and not very sexy. And she'd also been so horny to have me fuck her that she could hardly stand the four days before I finally picked up on her obvious efforts to attract my attention sexually and get me to fuck her. Oh well, I am slow sometimes when it comes to noticing what a woman's after.Well, after sitting there watching the TV and realizing in my mind and out of the corner of my.