Awww,
i have found a new love!
We met on craigslist, about 5 days ago, her ex-boyfriend dropped her off, (that was a little odd)
as soon as i say her, i was awestruck. she was beautiful.
i casually sauntered beside her, stroking my fingers along her body, caressing every curve and contour. I had to remind myself to breathe as i circled her body and took in everything she is. I stopped when i was directly in front of her and stared in her solitary eye, a lone tear (a raindrop she told me...) ran down the front of her cowl. I knew at that moment she would love me as i loved her. I ran a hand across her seat, it was tight, firm, yet so soft and forgiving. so perfect.
I could allready tell she was ready to go, so i threw my legs around her and thrust my hands to her arms. I bent down, put my cheek at the top of her neck, and told her,
"If we start now, there's no turning back."
a second later she roared to life between my thighs! She took control first, telling me how she wanted it, showing me how hard she wanted me to ride her, leading me down a street i was sure i wanted to be on. I took it all, I loved it, I was amazed at how graceful she was, yet so powerful at the same time.
I had to pull the reins back and hit the brakes. I had to remind her if we took it to fast, we would both get hurt. We started again, softly this time, i gently released my grip on her clutch, and was consoled by her purring at me as the earth moved beneath us.
she took me on the best ride of my life and it was only the first time i had met her. I knew i had to take her home.
her title is "super 150"
although her other friends call her "piaggio"
i'll call her "vespa"
i have found a new love!
We met on craigslist, about 5 days ago, her ex-boyfriend dropped her off, (that was a little odd)
as soon as i say her, i was awestruck. she was beautiful.
i casually sauntered beside her, stroking my fingers along her body, caressing every curve and contour. I had to remind myself to breathe as i circled her body and took in everything she is. I stopped when i was directly in front of her and stared in her solitary eye, a lone tear (a raindrop she told me...) ran down the front of her cowl. I knew at that moment she would love me as i loved her. I ran a hand across her seat, it was tight, firm, yet so soft and forgiving. so perfect.
I could allready tell she was ready to go, so i threw my legs around her and thrust my hands to her arms. I bent down, put my cheek at the top of her neck, and told her,
"If we start now, there's no turning back."
a second later she roared to life between my thighs! She took control first, telling me how she wanted it, showing me how hard she wanted me to ride her, leading me down a street i was sure i wanted to be on. I took it all, I loved it, I was amazed at how graceful she was, yet so powerful at the same time.
I had to pull the reins back and hit the brakes. I had to remind her if we took it to fast, we would both get hurt. We started again, softly this time, i gently released my grip on her clutch, and was consoled by her purring at me as the earth moved beneath us.
she took me on the best ride of my life and it was only the first time i had met her. I knew i had to take her home.
her title is "super 150"
although her other friends call her "piaggio"
i'll call her "vespa"
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