את זה כתבתי ממש לפני התאונה וחשבתי עליך...
Yes, the first day of real driving on the bike, unbelievable, riding this big bike on the Appalachian Trail, The Blue Ridge of the Smokey Mountains. So green, forests dripping rain of cascading green leafs of all shade and size, water falls, streams, white rivers, and the road - perfection.
We were riding perfect roads twisting and turning sometimes going two circles around like a cork screw, and all along we are going on the edge, the edge of the road or the edge of performance, trying to ride smoothly yet faster all the time.
Leaning smoothly to the turn; just driving in those beautiful places is like we are at heaven, the top of the world. Clouds swerve around the top of the Smokey’s, dancing a dance of chilly drafts, so refreshing after the steaming valley of our base camp, and we are flying through the mist on the rumbling bikes leaving the geezers on their heavy cruisers far behind.
Holding the bike tight between the legs, moving with graceful motions, steering with the least effort, and becoming one with the bike is so good, all I need is you pressed against my back.
To feel the gentle pressure of your small breasts pressed against my back, hands around my hips holding tight, hot breezing down my neck, and it will be the ultimate ride of a life time, we could both be so turn on with the view, the ride and the danger that a short stop for a quickie will be essential.
I would pull to a side road, and take your pants off, move aside the small tanga and fuck you right there on the bike, leaning you on the seat while one of your legs wrapped around my waist and the other is over the handle bar. I can see myself sliding in and out of your shaved pussy, slowly going all the way in, enjoying the wetness of your steaming cunt, holding your leg with my left hand so that my thumb is touching your clit, caressing it in circles while continue to fuck you without stopping until we both explode with joy and satisfaction.
A dream to fulfill…