I had learned to ride the motorcycle with these damned night vision goggles but it was far from easy, and I’d already had a long day behind me. I st...rted the motor and began my long drive home.It was more than three and a half hours later when I finally stopped my motorcycle by the side of the same road I had been driving on several hours earlier. My idea had felt so brilliant when I had figured it out for the first time, but for sure I would not be doing anything like that ever again, could I. She’s not in her normal hiding spots...We know she was hit by a car because the driver stopped and searched the street.We heard the squall of tires and looked out the window. Since the auto was sideways in the street, we went outside.“Problem?” I asked the sixteen year old blonde.“I think I hit your cat,” she said, sobbing.Wendy immediately drew her into a hug.“You stopped,” said Wendy.“I killed a life!”Ever practical, I suggested, “You should move your car.”Wendy waved me away.A hurried. ”You are wearing that black business suit with the crisp white shirt and black tie and shiny black shoes. Looking very sexy, you have that sexy smile on your lips and come fuck me eyes. You pull her arse off the seat slightly, enough for easy access for your rampant tongue, using your thumbs on either side; you start to lick her clit and pussy lips.I take my seat across from you, full view of the show. She has her eyes half closed, watching what you’re doing to her moaning and groaning as your. The bearded guy had a warm, fresh scent. I liked that a lot. Jake had a sour scent, not *really* sour but comparatively so. It didn’t attract me. Everything about him made me nervous.The bearded guy was to my right, and as I listened I could hear him breathing. It was sleep-breathing, a soft near-snore. Jake was to my left, still, silent, radiating heat.Had this really happened? Had this one stranger let me suck my first cock while his buddy slipped his own a little ways up my ass? I was.