On the biker side, it says "No men past this point. Try it and you'll be on your ear in the parking lot." On the women's side, it says, "Enter at your... own risk. Rowdy animals at play."The policy of the Roadhouse was to be that men are confined to one side, but women are permitted on both sides. Since there are biker mamas that ride with the men, we allow women on that side. The other side of the 'house provides a safe haven for any woman that wants to get away from a man for a while, and for. I was happy, prosperous and in love. Things were going good, I had hit the lottery for big bucks, six million. I had told no one of my win. I had played the stocks and now had fifteen million in the bank. My body was in the best shape ever, I had won three fitness competitions for best body. Here I was thirty-one, single, rich and in good shape. I had two lovers, well ok one lover and a jerk. He was going to have to go. Two months later, my friend had moved in, the guy was gone, it was just me. In walked Jake, Mack, and Pappy Gatling. The Gatlings had made it a custom of fucking each other’s woman, so naturally upon seeing a naked Mary Jane, with her young tits, and small waists above a fanny that was just right to hang on to as a man buried his cock into her cunt, they took off their clothes, spread her legs, and without comment begin to relieve themselves in her. It make no difference what she said. They used her at will. The next day she moved away from Lynchburg to Roanoke to get. . I... can't do that, someone will see us. I'll lose my job. No... I can't do that." I calmed her down and said it was just a joke. I'd make do with just her hand. We swapped places again, and then I felt the hem of my skirt being lifted up. Elaine's hand slid down inside my knickers and her fingers slipped in to my drenched cunt. She massaged my clit for a minute or two with her index finger while her middle finger went up my fanny. It felt wonderfully wicked and daring to be fingered in.