She handed me the pump. Turning to Christina she grabbed the red head by the hair, pulled back her head and French kissed her hard. She attached a cy...linder to the to the pump’s hose then fit it over one of Christina’s nipples. Holding it in place she looked at me and nodded. I started squeezing the pump’s lever. Christina’s nipple was sucked half way up the tube. When it was secure, Vicky released the cylinder from the pump and started the process on her other nipple. “Oh……..that tingles so. Since you're not getting in either." The door swung shut."Damn ... best pizza in town," I commented.A very tall, thin black guy with HUGE legs rode by on a very tall bike with monster knobby tires and yelled, "You haven't been to Karl Marx, They have the best pizza, calzones, and meatballs in the state!" What kind of bike is that?"He grabbed hand brakes and squalled to a stop. He pedaled back. "I dunno what you call it. I use it to ride on the beach." You didn't get legs like those riding on a. ” I was seriously impressed that this author wrote a multi-chapter story to get rid of what was probably a crappy old exercise bike in his garage.“Ring!” My thoughts were interrupted by my morning wake-up alarm. I glanced around the edges of the black-out curtains in my messy office. Sure enough, a sliver of sunlight was bleeding around the edges. “Shit!” I cursed under my breath after realizing I had accidentally stayed awake 24 hours during a work week.I stood up from the computer and. "Oh, that's nice." His voice was shaking a little and she realized that he was probably masturbating. "Verrrryyyy ni-ice..." It also sounded like he was shaking, possibly with excitement.She heard him take two deep breaths as if to steady his nerves, then she felt his hand pushing the small of her back softly. The sensation made her jump a little."Just bend over a little please." He instructed, and she did, but kept her legs clamped tightly together, which he didn't seem to mind.She heard him.