As he did so, he reached down to unbutton her jeans, groaning softly against her skin as he felt her hips grinding against his in a slow and steady rh...thm. Megan untangled her fingers from his hair and reached down to urgently tug his shirt up over his head. He knew exactly how to turn her on, and working his warm wet mouth on her chest had driven her crazy, as always.Elijah lifted his arms for her to slide his t-shirt over his head, and easily moved her so that she was laying on her back on. I let out a scream, but he didn’t stop.Jay used his other hand to hold my hips still, increasing the pace of his tongue, assaulting my over-sensitized clitoris with waves of pleasure. His fingers almost blurred from the speed he was using. I screamed again, coming hard once more, leaning down and pushing myself off his face. “Too much,” I gasped, shuddering in bliss.He sat up and wrapped his arms around me, his lips moving to my nipples, circling them before sucking them gently until I calmed.. All of this suited Ben just fine. The Polecats liked to live hard, fight hard and play hard. Drunken brawls, races with other bikers, harassing newbies as they entered the desert; all that was good fun. It was the ultimate expression of living life on your own terms. It was freedom.Ben's gang had never been into the bad stuff; enforcement, drugs, prostitution, raping and pillaging, all the things that the bigger, badder gangs did in this lawless land. Ben would have loved to go rumble with. He was a bit rougher than I would have liked, his thrust slamming me against the hard sideboard and his cock filling me almost to breaking point until it hurt, but I wasn't about to complain.His thrusts got wilder as he went on, occasionally slipping from mywell-lubedd arse then easing it back in again: which sent an orgasmic shudder through my body every time. My thighs were begining to ache from being pounded into the edge of the sideboard, as his thrusts reached a climax, and he leaned right.