Nearing sundown, we parked our bikes among the rest at Jimbo’s. It was a well-known hang out among bikers and they travelled from all over to have t...ttoos done. The bar was already jumping and a pretty girl was dancing on the counter. No doubt she belonged to one of the bikers. We ordered a beer, sat and watched the fun. The girl smiled and waved at us, then continued dancing. “Skye, you see the patch on their vest? They’re known as ‘The Jackals’. Pretty well known all through the southeast.”. Well, my body was 18 But my brain and heart were still a year younger than the body. I could keep busy in school because I joined different clubs. I even started taking gymnastics. I may not be at an Olympic level, but I've got to say I was getting pretty good at it. I even enjoyed it. I tried out for Cheerleading, but I came up with some issues I may go into later. I know what you're thinking. You're probably thinking I'm now a self-centered over achiever. Well, I'm not. I may have been. Once again, he wraps his belt around her throat and leads her out to the barn. Dogs bark loudly at their approach and by the time he ties her into position, the pack of males in the pen are so excited that their cocks hang heavily from their respective sheaths. Abject fear renders her unable to neither communicate nor escape; her body refuses to struggle against her bindings. In fact, her cunt is dripping raw desire which is causing the disturbance among the male animals; her musky sexual. He was almost face to face with the precious vixen from the store earlier, and his cock jumped with excitement being so close to her so soon after their morning encounter. He was disappointed when she rushed to get so far away from him so quickly, and was bemused by her brothers protective posture. Tina, you remember Greg from the store? Alan asked smiling at her. Tina nodded slowly looking between the two. Her eyes were wide, but it wasnt fear in her belly. She had butterflies remembering how.