Later, for about a week, we were in general talk terms asking about likes and whatever not. I did not ask about her personal life as I do not wish so....I slowly began to get into the topic about her fantasies and likes. She said she loved great love making and have a memorable sex. Love making was here fantasy. She also said their parents are looking for a groom and she wants to have fun before such a commitment. All these were happening over the Email and she did not wish to provide her mobile. I could see us fucking in it. I caught a glimpse of my extremely engorged dick going in and out of this little brown ass. Her ass swallowing me with every stroke. What I also noticed was her dick sticking straight out in front of her and it was leaking pre-cum. With every stroke of my dick in her ass pre-cum would spill into a wet puddle that formed under her between her legs. It was the horniest shit I ever seen. Just as I seen the cum puddle I watch her snort something as I am fucking her all. “I love being a nasty slut daddy” I said. “Am I a nasty little slut, daddy?”“Yes, you are nasty little slut” Frank said without hesitating. I love it when a guy calls me names during sex and I loved Frank said it right away without me forcing him to say it. “I need your cum sooooo bad daddy. I’m a little cum whore aren’t I?”“Yes, you are a little cum whore” Hearing an older voice like Frank’s call me a cum whore made me attack his cock with my tongue and lips. I really couldn’t wait for his. Then I would evaluate the required cost and effort to repair the bicycle. If it was clearly more expensive to repair the bicycle than it was to buy a new one. I would most definitely scrape the bicycle and replace it. Most humans would as well.Only a human would spend the extra money to rebuild a worn out bicycle, just because it had been a gift from a lover. A person without the emotional baggage would simple melt it down and start over.Yes, I still rode the Gunney's bicycle, so I guess that.