There was a few tricks I had added to the bike also. there was no passenger pegs but there was a detachable P-Pad (Pussy Pad) seat that was able to be...placed and removed in seconds on the rear fender. This P-pad was secreted away on the bike behind a small cover on the side. Now this p-pad did not offer great padding but what I had done to it was the real trick. I had secreted a small cavity that was designed to hold two golf balls. Now only way a chick could sit on this p-pad was with her legs. "Lance couldn't believe how fast things had gotten weird. He wasstanding in the middle of her enormous bedroom, a room lined withmirrored closets, fancy furniture, makeup tables and a dozen otherfixtures. She was tying his arms behind him with thick ropes. "Shibari"she had educated him. Japanese rope bondage. It seemed that "showinghim the ropes" had been more than just a turn of phrase.After getting to her bedroom she'd put the moves on him fast. Long,passionate kissing and groping that made. He was looking pretty shaken. She turned to Ryan. ‘I’m hungry. Do you want to go out for a bite?’ They went to an American-style restaurant. Brenda had her steak cooked rare. Ryan was still pumped from the days excitement. He was curious. ‘How did you do that?’ ‘Do what?’ ‘Get him trapped like that without him even suspecting?’ ‘I’m not completely sure. Sometimes I just sense a weakness and exploit it. It’s almost like I smell blood and then instinct takes over.’ Ryan was in awe. Brenda was a. His cock tastes too good. I looked up and saw his face, still as beautiful and his face when he grunts.Just handsome. I slit my tongue into the head of his cock and juiced out any stray liquid, even piss. Instead I felt it coming. The muscles in his head throbbing madly. His final grunt ended with a sigh, but he didn't tense up with my hair. He shoved his wonderful cock deep down my throat and unloaded his balls. Blast after blast, stream after stream, rope after rope. My mouth absorbed all.