When Darla arrived at the biker bar, there were at least 25 Harley Davidson's in the lot, but only one car with a license plate that simply said "Sofi...a." When Darla walked in, all of the men stopped and stared at her, as she spotted and then strutted toward Sofia, who was in the corner of the dark bar, near the pool table, surrounded by a large group of motorcycle leather bound men. Sofia was nursing her fourth rum and coke as she watched the men stare intently at Darla's bouncing breasts, as. Colleen then informed me that thesebreast forms were experimental, something that our company wasworking on and she had stolen this set. The glue that held themto my chest was semi-permanent, in that they would come off butonly with the special solvent that she had, otherwise they wouldstay in place the rest of my life. In addition, there was amicroprocessor imbedded in them that transmitted every sensationto my real chest so anything that was done to the fake ones Iwould feel as if it was. Those who read my previous story must have known about Tanya, my best friend turned into my fuck mate. Tanya is in my age whitish complexion with great sex statistics she is neither chubby nor skinny. Her morning yoga keeps her in sexy figure. She likes tempting me with her looks. Whenever she comes to my cabin she used to lower her shaal showing her ample boobs. We will never miss a chance of fucking. Whenever opportunity strikes our door we always welcomed it. We had few sessions in our. ”She was grinning, back to the happy little girl I remembered. “I have to ask Aunt Justine, I’m with her and Uncle Colin.”“Oh, I’m sure it will be just fine. Right Justine?”Hearing the tone of my voice, she rushed to say that would be no problem, and I could bring her back in the morning. They’d give her case to my driver. The family followed us out and watched in awe as we got into the Bentley. They were still standing there when we went around the corner.Our destination was a high-end men’s.