.what the fuck had I done.My mind raced all day....but at 7.00pm...I entered Lee's Pub. He turned to me smiling....walked over and locked the doors be...ind meThe pub was empty except for two guys sitting drinking in the corner.without saying a word we walked behind the bar, up the stairs to the room of last nights sex show....I felt like cryingon the bed lay the clothes and shoes and dildo....he was true to his word at least...."get dressed slut" he saidI looked over to where the camera must. Now it was my turn, I took her top first revealing her juicy and mango size boobs. I started sucking them one by one. I just can’t tell how soft they were. While sucking her boobs, then I slowly moved down towards her belly button kissing and licking her body. She started to laugh due to ticklish feeling so have to stop there as someone might wake up due to noise. I then put toilet seat cover and made her sit, then I kept my face on her vagina area without removing her pyjamas and was playing. She couldn’t help but admire the shape of the guy’s back in the leather jacket. Bikers have always turned her on. The sound of the bike, the boots and leather, the long, leathered legs on either side of a growling, vibrating machine . . . . Gary did a U turn and rode back up and stopped to pick Tanya up and headed off to the bar. Tanya had ridden lots of bikes growing up and still loved the sound and feel of the powerful machines, her real favourites being the Harley Hogs. Gary turned off. While I'd seen other women attempt this act with varied degrees of success, nobody had ever pulled it off like her. They usually looked old, desperate, and stupid. This girl had it all down, the pout, the hair flip... and none of it looked rehearsed. It seemed as spontaneous as a girl in her own bedroom might act.I'm not sure when, or even how I ended up moving forward and sitting in one of the 'sucker-seats' beside the runway, but I did. I had to get as close as I could to this girl. She could.