He took a draw on his cigarette as Robinson lit his. ‘Hundred and seventeen five,’ Robinson said, the cigarette bouncing with his lip. Max coughed...the smoke out of his lungs and tried to catch his breath. Robinson continued to survey his crews working. ‘Jesus! Was she that beat up?’ he asked after regaining some composure. ‘Expensive paint,’ Robinson said matter of factly, stealing his glance from the work before them to look at Max just for the instant it took to speak. Max shook his head. He. As my strokes lengthened, I started grazing my asshole, when I realized that it felt good to rub my asshole, I flipped over onto my stomach, spread my legs, and bent my knees slightly. I started rubbing my asshole and pussy from this position. It felt amazing to rub my asshole, so I started to focus on that. The longer I pleasured myself this way for, the more I wanted. Soon, I slipped a finger into my asshole. My finger felt huge in my ass, I felt so full. All it took was a little rubbing. Sure enough, whether by coincidence or not, a rather fancy-looking exercise bike was sitting there in the dark. I hopped out of the truck, folded my license plate back so it wouldn’t be visible, then drove to the abandoned dealership.My face was mostly covered by my winter coat. However, I still carefully positioned the truck where the security camera on the light pole wouldn’t catch a good view of me.The bike was glossy black with titanium accents. It had a huge tablet-like screen on the. The orgasms just kept coming. They stayed intense. The waves of pleasure were awesome. I put my hands on his head as he worked my pussy over with his tongue. He loves that too. We licked and fucked and sucked for quite some time. Time seemed to go by way too fast we both agreed. We found out we have many things in common. One being our love for oral sex I do believe. As our night ended, and we said our goodbyes, my mind was still spinning. As he kissed me goodbye, I knew it wasn't goodbye. It.