After dinner we showered to wash away the days grime & retired by 9.30 pm, Sunday morning came early with the sun blasting through the curtains at 6.3...0am, I asked Jan if she would like to go out for breakfast, suggesting we could take the sports car out for a run to McLaren vale and visit some wineries. Whilst Jan was showering & making her self pretty, I packed an Esky and a bag with some towels our bathers and the camera quickly putting these in the boot without advising Jan. As it was to be. Steve looked back at the screen and just carried on jerking off and didnt say a thing to me, and i was intrigue and reach in to my pant and start to jerk off, Steve looked back and asked me what i was doing messing around in my shorts and told me to just pull it out, i was hesitant and steve saw this and i was shocked as he reached over and just tugged at my waist band pulling them down as my cock popped out of my sort it grazed across his hand and he just laughed again.we carried on watching. I remembered what they had done up in Washington and what we still need to do. I knew Vegas was a hot spot for Hell Riders with just enough of us to have a chapter. After 4 more hours we arrived. It was dark as we pulled into the Vegas club house. There were 5 bikes outside and we parked and walked in, well except for us prospects we get to stand outside. There was one Vegas prospect who was top rocker like ourselves.I extended my arm out firmly shaking his "Gambler." he said. "Duece." I. "Take her gag off. We need to hear her beg!" said JamonThe female servant ripped the gag off. Bella shouted. "No! No! Stop!! Don't do this!" Her body twisted and turned as Jamon put the gadget on one cylinder and held it there then moved to the other nipple. The torture was unbelievable, the cylinder on her nipples vibrated from the evil object. Her sex started to throb and Bella started to babble are her nipples swelled to unbelievable proportions, the blood pounding in the tips almost like a.