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At Pinkie's direction, her hands were handcuffed behind her back to the frame of the chopper as she seated herself backwards with her bruised and battered, saline jugs hanging freely out over the rear tire, exposed and vulnerable to the roadway below. "STRAP MY ANKLES TO THE FRAME" she demanded as Animal attached the leather collars directly to the lower frame near the real wheel hub, chain and sprocket. "THIS SHOULD BE WILD!!" she gleamed as she looked about at the gawking bikers. "FUCK, I'M HORNEY" she mused. Being totally stoned on coke and crack only added to the thrill and danger of riding totally nude in front of all these wild heathens. Pinkie was totally consumed by some inner demon that compelled her to subject herself to these extreme acts of exhibitionism, sexual debasement and perverse mutilation. And though she knew the bike ride would be extremely dangerous, she couldn't resist the incredible Blowjob Action thrill of it all. 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"HERE GOES," Rat called out as he swung his leg over the seat, stood tall on the kickstarter and laid into it with all his weight. The bike fired and sounded mean with a deep throaty sound and a loud exhaust when he revved up the engine. 'WOM-PAW, WOM-PAWW, PAWWW!!!' 'ERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR' Exploding off the line, the bike burned rubber and lurched forward forty feet lifting the front tire a few inches as Rat laid down across the tank to keep his weight as far forward as possible. They also seemed to be ecstatic when fucked both in the pussy and ass. Oh fuck that feel good daddy, what are you doing to me. Just lubing up your cock son. You should call him. I’m telling ya girls... you ain’t had your tits sucked until Frank gets his chance with you! I hand washed his old Corvette and waxed it. “You think it’s better to die than to dress as a woman?” Timmy said “yes, Blowjob Action he understands”. Would she be mad at me? 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