"...Yes, chief," he said, beforeplodding away.Grant stared at the ground for another minute. Somebody asked him forsomething. He gave it to them, or...told them where to get it... hedidn't know. He wasn't paying attention. He absently looked toward thesouth side of town and saw a man inside one of the houses. He hadn'tleft. Grant wondered if Helena was inside, too, or if she had fled withher son.And he stared at the man.And he suspected, just a little.But he never, ever knew for certain.I. I’m near to a second orgasm when she momentarily lifts herself, freezing me with despair, and then twists herself around so she faces him, burying her cunt back down against my face. Her hands are on my tits now, groping my mounds at first, then becoming more gentle and cruel as she works my taut nipples with her fingers. As my climax closes again in on me I seek out her clit, a pebble bucking in the stream of sex that sweeps me. I reach a hand down against myself, where he plows me, bucking. I was only just getting into the biker scene, and I was a bit young and naive, I suppose.My girlfriend of the time, Nici, was already a longtime rocker, into the rally scene too, and had friends in many clubs. I loved her madly; she was a part time model, and was really sexy and petite, with long dark hair and the prettiest face imaginable, plus perfect little round boobs and a girlish, slim figure. She had a harder edge to her, though; she was quite outgoing and self-assertive, and had this. "Not completely, but she will be," I lied, knowing that AM was as happy as I was at the moment (and that was completely happy).That night after we had dinner with my family, I walked into Clayton's with my entourage of women (Beth, AM and Reenee) and my brother. We were meeting up with Mike and Maira. My brother immediately peeled off to talk to some friends. I didn't take long for people to notice the three women that were huddled around me."Joshua, my dear, you certainly have a lovely group.