He would transfer to a different mode of transportation shortly. He would have to abandon his motor bike though. Gary winced as another branch whipped...across his face. Damn it, it should have gone better, or he should have been better prepared.When he got to where the trail split off in three directions, he stopped the bike and hide it in the under brush. Retrieving a backpack that he had placed there earlier, he quickly made his way up the left trail, going back up the mountain. Finally he saw. His hips buck and his hands shove my head down hard impaling my hot wet mouth with his rock hard cock making me moan in delight. He's in a frenzy fucking my face as hard as he can and I'm loving it so much. I want him to use me however he likes. I'm his personal whore.He never lets up his grip on my head with his fingers entangled in my long blond hair as he uses my mouth for his own little fuck hole. I caress and massage his balls and suck like crazy as he thrusts his hard cock in and out of. The party thrown by roseanne was to be the most decedant,,orgy of sex and v******e ! Every sexy kink was to be explored, Roseanne sits atop a magnificent throne! Dressed like a 50s sex kitten,,her big boobs in a glorious red bra,,matching panties cover her ample hips and ass,,,black garters and nylons,,,full heavy make up,,and a 50s bouffant hair do.reigning over her subjects,,,,large plates of cocaine are spread around the room,,alcohol, marajuana,,,all available. Of wich she partakes. .. 10... 5 ... you’re good.” The huge locomotive barely kissed the cars as it coupled, a tribute to the skill of the engineer operating it.“Three step protection, 501.”The trainman set about connecting the various lines. Finally, he opened the two brake cocks.“Remove three step and perform brake test, 501,” the yard conductor said, as he got off the engine and stood next to the train’s conductor.“Brake test,” the engineer acknowledged as he performed it, “Brakes check.”The train’s conductor.