<div class="floatleft">(http://img811.imageshack.us/img811/7482/sarahavatar.jpg)</div><br/><br/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Sarah Masuyo (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=133777.msg5959554#msg5959554)</span><br/>Sheet: http://sheetgen.dalines.net/sheet/16401 (http://sheetgen.dalines.net/sheet/16401)</div><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><strong>"Long history. Bit sad too. Might tell you later, if you're still interested."</strong><br/><br/>Sarah grinned when she felt his body so tightly pressed against hers. She remembered the many times she had sex on her bike and wished to do that again soon. Eugene didn't seems to be the shy type, for her luck. Maybe, if they had the time and place...<br/><br/>She turned the bike on. The sound of the engine wasn't so loud as it was supposed to be. A signal of the many modifications Sarah made on her bike. Turning to Eugene, she said, using a sexy tone:<strong>"Well, I was about to tell you to do that. So, please, be my guest. Hold on me anyway you feel better"</strong>She took one of his hands and placed it on one of her breasts. He could tell, by the softness, that she wasn't wearing any bra.<br/><br/>Glad that he received her not-a-bit-discrete message, she steered the bike to near the tank, to join the group again.<strong>"Ready when you are, folks! Let's get out here"</strong>, she shouted at them.<br/><br/>