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In some instantaneous SEAL judo move, he snatched me from my feet and tossed me to the side and onto the seat of the bike he was looking at. My ass landed perfectly onto the oversized leather seat. As he held me by the front of my shirt with one hand, he stuck his other hand into the front of my pants. I leaned back into the seat, closed my eyes, and arched my back. As he slid his finger into my pussy, I shivered and almost knocked the bike over.
He pressed his finger deep into me and curled it upward.
Oh God, my g-spot.
He pressed it even deeper and curled the tip of his finger into my g-spot again. I opened my eyes, stared up at him, and bit my lip.
One more of those, and I’ll cum.
“One more,” I whispered.
He shook his head and smiled. Slowly, he pulled his hand from my pants and raised his soaked finger to his mouth. As his lips parted, he closed his eyes.
Do it, fuck yes. That’s fucking hot.
He slid his pussy soaked finger into his mouth and sucked on it.
“You’re a dick,” I said as I stood from the seat.
He smiled and nodded, “I can be.”
“I almost came,” I sighed.
He grinned, “I know. You’re weak, Karter.”
“Weak for you. I hate you,” I whispered jokingly and I rearranged my jeans.
“Karter!” Teddy screamed.
“I better go get my cable,” I sighed.
“Looks like it,” Jak chuckled.
“Be right back,” I smiled as I turned toward the parts department.
Teddy stood beside the counter with his forearms leaning on the outer edge of the top. His arms were as big if not bigger than my legs, and his forearms were equally as large. As I walked up to the counter, he raised his right hand, opened it, and flattened his palm. I did the same with mine and slapped his open hand. Immediately, he made a fist. I did the same and pounded mine against his.
Every time he greeted me, it was with the same handshake.
“Little Karter. How’s that Evo?” he growled.
“Be better if I had a positive cable for it. Battery to starter,” I responded.
“1991?” he asked.
“Good memory,” I nodded.
“Well, it’s pretty fuckin’ easy. You’re the only tattooed supermodel who rides an Evo Softail. Be right back,” he said as he turned toward the warehouse.
After sixty seconds, Teddy walked form the back room with a cable in his hand. From what I could see, it was the correct cable.
Fuck yes.
“This fucker was back there without a baggie. Looks right to me,” he winked.
“How much?” I asked as I reached for my wallet.
“Can’t rightly charge for it. It ain’t got a fuckin’ part number,” he shrugged, “I don’t even know how to put it in the computer.”
