Which was of me in a jock strap head down and ass up. The angle was from the side emphasizing my bubble, and he was quite impressed. He also liked my ...airy cheeks. I confirmed that it was me and we soon had a meeting set up for a few days later in a neutral location. We were about 100 miles apart. On the day of the event I was anxious all day. When the time was near I took a good bath and made sure everything was cleaned out good, packed a small bag, and headed that way. Everything was smooth. I planned on making 40-50 miles per day, so our trip to Amarillo should take only about nine days, seven if we were lucky. Nevertheless, I had packed enough supplies to last us for two weeks—I was never one for taking chances with something like this, and we did have the women along.The first couple of days were spent in shaking us down into traveling shape. The women were not used to spending so much time in the saddle, so we had to make a lot of rest stops those first two days. Jeff and I. She is face fucking herself on my cock and her mouth feels amazing."Ohh your mouth feels amazing" I tell her. She smiles and starts to suck on the tip of my cock, slowly in and out for what seems like forever. After that, she starts to lick my cock up and down until she starts to use her hand to jerk me. "You're nice and hard now, do you want to fuck me ?" She asks with a smile on her face, knowing what I will say. "Fuck yah I want to !" I growl at her, my cock is rock fucking hard at this. ..again I felt a stirring in my groin. I swallowed, trying to control my thoughts."I would be happy to ride with you," she said, and for the first time I was conscious of a slight accent, her W's tending toward V's and a hint of a guttural roll to her R's. I nodded, not quite trusting my voice. She swung her leg expertly over the saddle and started the bike.BMWs have always appealed to me, and as she started the motor, I remembered why. The German bike's four cylinders sang a seductive.