A bone rack with black leather pants, and big black stomping boots. I loved the pants. I loved the boots. I needed to get me some of these. The chicks...would dig it, big time.Would they?The room seemed brighter. The light must have been turned up. I could see large metal rings pierced through Stevie’s nipples. What was with the piercings? The shiny metal looked hot as well. I could go for this look. I knew of at least a dozen chicks who would love the piercings. At one time, anyway. A long time. There’s a house right behind ours. All the lights were out, so I didn’t think anyone could see me, but I didn’t know for sure and it felt really sexy. I moved my feet apart and rubbed my boobs and clit until I came. It didn’t take long!It had been an exciting and adventurous couple of weeks, and I often found myself thinking of that moment when Nick was looking at me in my wet swimming costume. I got turned on as soon as I thought about it. But slowly the excitement of that moment was fading.. I clasped my hands together in a feeble attempt to hide how they trembled. Eric crossed behind me, closing and locking the door. Everything was moving in slow-motion. The noise of the tumblers was jack-hammer loud and my pulse swooshed in my head. From far away I heard him speak. ‘Get up.’ I was on my feet. The wetness between my legs was rivaled only by the wetness under my arms. He had yet to lay one finger on me and still I was sweaty hot. Something was running down my leg. Perhaps it was. Also we prefered cocks around our own age and wondered if it had something to do with getting old or were we really just bi-curious.Bob has a large lot that is surrounded by heavy bush on three sides and the lane is a bit long. There was no answer to the door when I knocked . I knew he must be around because his truck was there. I decide to check the workshop behind the house. There is a large screened in porch attached to the back of the house as I came up to it I noticed Bob was sitting on a.