”“Steer clear of him kid, he’s bad news.”“Well Mr. Police man, what am I supposed to do if he keeps spittin’ in front of me?”“Walk a w...ide circle kid, I know it’s hard for a man to take that kind of shit from another man, but you live longer when you do.”“Yeah, you’re right Sir. I don’t really want to kill him for spittin’ in front of me, I just hope he don’t make a miss-spit and spit on my boot.”“Kid, I saw you pull that Colt last night, you’re fast, but you ain’t as fast as Billy Joe Barlow,. ” “Yes, I know.” I traced her lips, teasing long her jawline, down her throat, along her collar bone, than make, drifting downwards to circle her ripening pink peak. My mouth followed suit, kissing her delightful tip, sucking it between moist lips like a confectionary delight, the tip of my tongue a butterfly against her sensitive flesh. “Please.” She moaned, her eyes closing, her lips sensuous, framing an oval shaped mouth, the sound delightful to my ears. “Please please or please pause?”. He moved over and lay back on the big bed. Dot put her hands back on Jamie’s chest and smeared the cum on her tits.After, Jamie moved off the bed and went into the bathroom and flipped on the light. She looked in the mirror and saw a mess. Her hair was matted and tangled, the little bit of makeup was smeared. She had a light layer of cum crusted on on her tits. She felt slightly guilty, but at the same time exhilarated. She knew she shouldn't have cheated, but also knew she had re-opened a. After he was dressed he got out his bike and headed on out for his rideThe feel of the the saddle on his freshly shaved balls against the shiny satin panties was tuning him on as he peddled. Cars were passing him from behind, he wondered if they could make out the shape of his thong through the Lycra.After a while he came to a single back road , he wasn't far off being home, about 2 miles, he was thinking about the fun he would have with himself once he got back when suddenly another cyclist.