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She straddles me in her tight jeans

as her good parts press against my leather.

I get turned on and feel the vibration

begin to run through my frame

as my pistons surge in lubrication.

Suddenly I’m dropped into gear

as my clutch slides quickly and connects.

Then we’re off with my front end high in the air

riding on one wheel till my weight

drops forward to the ground.



I love it when she rides me hard.