Kristine Winder
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They are taking the motorcycle. She will have to watch her legs by the pipes. They can scald.
She followed directions. While riding, there will be nothing between her and his hand on the throttle. Between her already humming skin and whatever vibrations he wants to add.
He will watch the tach, feeling for the right pitch. The sweet spot where her hands tighten. Where her legs clench. He will know when to shift. When to leave her floating with parted lips.
She wants the wind to cool her flushed cheeks. Her desire already hanging. Wet and lewd, from the act of showing him she followed directions. He will use the bike to shake it loose, with her trailing behind, like an echo.
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