”“Yeah, well, I’m going to keep him that way too,” she grinned, looking me in the eyes.“You going to give her a ride on that?” Mike asked,... pointing to the bike.“I guess I’d better,” I smiled. “I’ll get the helmets,” I said, moving to a cabinet behind the motorcycle.“Even the helmets are painted the same as the bike,” she noted.“Have you ever been on a motorcycle before?” Mike asked.“Yeah ... when I was a kid. My brother had a dirt bike and I got to ride that now and then.”“This bike is. Anything that slow would take a long time though." So we could find some high powered radio or microwave transmitter and stand in front it?" That would work very well, and very quickly. The trick is in finding them. Once we have some power, we will have detectors that will do that, but until we get sufficient power levels, we'll be operating blind." How about radar?" I asked. "There should be lots of radar near an airport." True, but that's a little risky." I thought the suit wasn't visible on. Again the fucking bitch caught it in the shot-glass, not letting a single drop fall on the floor. Benny had started to soften as the knowledge that there would be no enjoyment for him sunk into the old mans brain. It was as though Cindy was making his ass-hole cum repeatedly without allowing poor Benny to have an orgasm. “Let me cum … Let me cum … please!” screamed Benjamin, but the icy bitch just continued grinding the device in his rectum. Each time after dribbling a stream of cum, Benjamin. This time it remained as the second cock worked its way into her sopping wet pussy. She whimpered helplessly as the line between pleasure and pain blurred irrevocably.Still blindfolded, she could only feel, hear, and smell the double fuck she was receiving.They thrust harder and deeper, one moving in as the other moved out, until her panting became one long, low moan. Her arousal was so great, the level of her passion so high, that she was totally delirious. She regained some level of.