My Harley Man
Today went to the dairy for milk, butter and bread. Upon leaving, merged into traffic and up pulls this to-die-for handsome dude on his huge black Harley that set my heart pounding. He was so gorgeous I nearly passed out from the sexual heat rising in my body. There he sat, back ramrod straight, smattering of grey in his well cut hair and clad in a beautiful leather jacket. While at the red light, waiting to make a left turn, I watched him light a cigarette. To me he now became the Marlboro Man in leather and on a Harley. This leather-clad Marlboro Man, gleaming on his Harley, rode beside me for several blocks before, casually, he turned his handsome face toward me. He smiled with white, even teeth, raised up his sunglasses, and I could see that his eyes were a deep, intense brown. My body was screaming with desire and I turned, looked at him, and smilingly gave him a thumbs up. The light changed, and sadly he turned off at the very next intersection. My beautiful Harley man has now ridden off into the Texas. I have returned home and am unsuccessfully trying to control my sexual urges that he triggered. Hmmm, I wonder, where did I hide my thick sexy nine-inch dildo? I know he had to be that big, at least! I need to make my body feel that Harley man deep inside my wet pussy….
See what happens when i can’t get ahold of my regular guy? I turn into a raging hormonal slut…lol
Cum and join me!
*smoochies*’
Annie
Annie, I’m not sure which image pushes my buttons the most…your sensual description of your “Harley Marlboro Man” or your mention of your nine insh dildo. Both make my mouth water and my panties all stretched out of shape. I think you and I and your Marlboro Man could have a very memorable threesome, one that would have you reaching for your dildo when you relived it in your mind later.