Her eyes were inches from mine, and her lips were close enough that I felt her breath as she spoke. "Would you like to show me how good you can make m... feel?" Well, I'd like to, but I'd like to understand why you'd want me to. You could have any guy in school, and most out of it. Why me?" I told you, you come highly recommended," she said. "Most of the guys that I've been with haven't done a particularly good job of satisfying me. I was complaining about that to some friends, despairing that. I look up to see him walk through the door. He smiles at me. Not a warm smile but a cold sexual smile, his eyes scream power and desire. I feel my heart rate accelerate as I begin to anticipate his moves. He walks towards the bed where I lie. As he reaches me I feel a strong pull like a magnetic field drawing me to him. The need to be close to him so strong. I sit up as he reaches me staring into his dark eyes.He traces a finger across my jaw line and places his thumb against my lips. We stare. ......yummmmm. A black leather miniskirt -very tight, showed her shapely ass and beautiful legs. Some sexy black stocking and a pair of nasty-slut black heels completed her cum-fuck-me look. You could tell that the ten bulls in the hanger all responded to the sight of gina with raging hard ons. My erection was compounded by my following of Gina's email instruction to bring "balls full of sperm". I had not shot a load for a few days- saving for my sperm donation to Gina.Gina was gracious as. It took a bit of effort to get my leg over the seat but finally I was sitting on a motorcycle seat for the first time in a long, long time.Oh My God ... it felt wonderful; not as good as sex mind you, but damn close. "Fire 'er up." Jughead told me."Just a moment," I told him. I felt a little like when I first got out of the hospital, and I asked Katelyn to let me sit in the rain for a few minutes. I just wanted to enjoy the experience; I wanted to savor the moment. I wanted to feel the bike.