Hard Day s Work
Gravel crunched as he swung in to the drive way on his battered old Harley.J swung his lean leg over the tank, removing his helmet to let the sweat run down his forehead and on to his chest. It was a hot day in summer and his leathers stuck to him, slick on his muscle. He strode towards the door of a deceptively small looking trailer with a heavy moneyclip weighing him down. As his bike buddies reasoned, when your business is less than legal it was wise to keep your wealth spread around and out...
Group Sex