I stammered at the thought and wondered if this was going to go somewhere. My cock apparently thought so because I noticed that I was starting to get ...ard – not an easy task after several beers and shots of tequila.“OK, what did you have in mind?”“How about your place,” Alex said.Within a minute of that comment, we were out in the parking lot headed for my car. Once inside the vehicle, he grabbed me and shoved his tongue into my mouth. My God, I was kissing another man. And I like it. I must’ve. I could see her nipples erect so then I pushed her to the bathroom wall and lifted her leg kept over my hips and entered her and stroked her real hard because of the frustration of me not Cumming which made her moan “AAAhhh OhYEEEE OhYEEE yes baby come inside me. Oh, shitttt youuurrrreeee toooo good” I stopped in between and removed my cock and he blowjobbed it and I came all over her face. We cleaned each other and I a towel and we both cleaned and kissed each other and she said “That was the. It even had a fancy soap powder in a sachet.Package "B" contained some stained female underwear; plain white pantiesand bra's as well as white knee high socks. Package "A" had a pair ofwhite cotton briefs, white ankle socks, a short lacy white camisole topand a pair of black girls shoes with a strap and two inch heel. Feelingexposed and having nothing else to wear he put them on, they all fitted.The shoes even with the small heel caused his posture to change, theslight lift pushing his pelvis. Shaz and Bones had become my closest friends, but were nothing more than slaves; then fully fledged bikers.Shaz was regarded as a Sheep and Sheep in biker clubs were in fact; nothing more than slaves or biker bitches or biker whores.Bones was prospects, which aren’t Bikers until they are voted in after a probation period.Both were slaves in their own way.Shaz was a sexual object; while Bones was Mr. Fix-It.Both were training me in their own way.Shaz would tutor me on dos and don’ts about the.