Cindy and I just looked at each other and smiled as we got back on my motorcycle and headed out into the New Jersey night. Porn sex Once again she had a sly grin on her face. Jose came to the fence. The wetness of her shirt was cold against my body. “What do you want?” I asked Cindy. Cindy put the teddy bear on the handlebars of the bike, held in place by a bungee cord I had there. Her vaginal muscles threatened to lock us as we came together in a fit of passion high over the Flemington countryside. It was a term of endearment as we were good friends. “Hey Amigo, long time no see,” Jose said. Of course I agreed. After returning to New Jersey from my left coast finale, I moved into a trailer I shared with a buddy from high school. With the condom inside out on her finger, she then performed mock fellatio on it, cleaning it off like new, careful not to miss a drop of what seemed to be my precious love juices.
