[She's thinking that it can't be that hard to hold on. But laying back on the bike is a little challenging, and she surprisingly has to trust him more to help hold her up. Like this though, she can watch his face as he fucks her. She wants to kiss him, but that can come later. Right now, he's pistoning nice and deep and he's doing a great job of making her writhe and scream for him.
Why bother being totally quiet, when she's as into this as she is?
Her fingernails dig into him wherever she can touch, trying to hold onto him and stay on the bike. Maybe this wasn't the best position to ask for, but she loves getting to see him. After tonight, she wants to just spend hours soaking up every bit of him that she can. Yeah, they have to get back on the road soon. But until then, it's just the two of them and the darkness they belong to, with the stars shining dimly overhead.]
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Why bother being totally quiet, when she's as into this as she is?
Her fingernails dig into him wherever she can touch, trying to hold onto him and stay on the bike. Maybe this wasn't the best position to ask for, but she loves getting to see him. After tonight, she wants to just spend hours soaking up every bit of him that she can. Yeah, they have to get back on the road soon. But until then, it's just the two of them and the darkness they belong to, with the stars shining dimly overhead.]