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is visible in the moonlight and I can't help but smile when she starts dancing. 
    "You wanted your private show."  She bends over, lowering her jeans as she does.  She's wearing a thong now.  I sit on the side of my bike and watch her as she kicks out of her jeans before lowering her thong too.  She leaves the heels, just as I asked earlier.
    Her fingers glide over her tits slowly, tempting and teasing my tongue.  She continues with one hand while the other slides down her stomach before her fingers disappear between her legs.  She throws her head back and reaches deeper before slowly pulling them forward.  I watch her repeat this a few times and contemplate lighting up a cigarette and enjoying the show for awhile.  It's either that or fucking her right here and now.
    She lowers her head until she's looking at me, then pulls her fingers from between her legs before sliding them to her mouth and sucking on two of them.  Her cheeks hollow as she continues to enjoy her fingers while she walks slowly to me, completely naked and powerful.
    She lifts a heel and rests it on my bike.  I'm not even sure what she's resting it on, because my eyes don't leave her mouth.  She needs to suck my dick like that.  Fucking hell.
    She opens her leg wider, allowing me access to the view of her fingers entering her pussy again.  I'm watching and getting turned on even more the longer she does it.  She puts her fingers in her mouth again, and I enjoy the image of her sucking them like a professional. 
    "I think you need to suck my dick like that."  She pulls her fingers out of her mouth and reaches for my zipper.  I stand and allow her access, I mean hell, I can handle a blow job on a dirt road.  She grips it and begins to move her hands back and forth. 
    "I'm not after a fucking hand job.  I can do that shit myself."  This is not the shit I'm after. 
    "I told you.  I don't suck dick." 
    "Why not?"
    "I just don't."
    "I can tell you'd be fucking insane at it."
    "Yeah, well we'll never know.  You can either fuck me like I know you want to, or I guess you can take me home." 
    "Turn the fuck around."   The force of my grip on her shoulder is tight as I position her bent over, ass available to me.  She needs to know who the fuck makes the rules here.  I line my dick up with her ass and shift forward.  She's fucking tight.  There's no doubt I'm the first to go here.  Fuck.  I can't even get my dick in an inch because she's squeezing the fuck out of it. 
    I pull out and enter her pussy, she's wet enough there that I glide in with one thrust.  Gripping her shoulders, I lean her forward in a bent over position and fuck her hard.  I catch a glimpse of her ink and stop mid thrust.  Standing in the moonlight, I smile at the sight of all her tattoos.  She has a gorgeous back.  She looks back at me with a wicked smile on her face, encouraging me to continue, so I do.
    She feels so good on my dick.  It's rare that I do this with the same girl twice in one night.  Hell, it's rare that one intrigues me enough to even consider it.  Just as I'm getting close, Switch drives past real slow on the main road.  I know he saw us, the moonlight makes for one hell of a spotlight. 
    I stand her up against the front of my body, my dick still buried deep into that pussy while I stand against her ass, thanks to those fucking heels she's wearing.  I've got one hand slipping against her clit and the other gripping her neck as I fuck her until she's screaming. 
    Sliding my hands down, filling them with her tits, it takes nothing for me to finish fucking her and the liquid from us both to begin dripping down her legs.  I breathe her in; her scent is refreshing to me.       
    I pull out slowly and bend to grab my jeans, just as Switch drives by again on the main road, faster this time. 
    "Switch just drove by.  We need to get back on the road before he rolls up with forty bikes trying to find us."
    She looks disappointed, but I