fuck up, Jerry. When you're president, you run this club however you want. Until then, you do as I say. You can't just kill the brother of the fucking sheriff, you dumb cocksucker."
I took Axel deep in my mouth, wondering how well he could handle himself. I also did it to stifle a laugh at the "cocksucker" line. How apt. I could feel Axel's body react, but he remained silent. I worked my tongue over his shaft, but also concentrated on the conversation.
For the first time since Snake and the other biker came in, Axel spoke, "It was Handsome Carl?"
Snake said, "Yeah, it was fucking Handsome Carl. I chased down his pickup but let him go. This is going to end soon. I don't want to deal with this fucker anymore. He knows about our business, and now he's fucking with the MC." He addressed the other voice, "But we can't just fucking kill him. His brother would have every fed in the state on our asses overnight."
I pushed Axel into my throat again. I held him there. I was so turned on. There were two men just on the other side of the plywood who had no idea I was blowing the motorcycle gang's vice-president. I wanted to side my hand into my jeans so badly. I was ridiculously wet, and dying for Axel's cock. He felt good in my mouth, but I knew he'd feel great in my pussy.
"Axel, grab me a beer." It was Snake. I had no idea if he could reach the fridge, so I slid him out of my mouth.
Axel sounded a bit nervous, "Uh, just a sec."
"Bitch, get me a beer." Snake said it with a laugh.
"Jesus, chill." Axel was fidgeting under the bar. He pointed to my left, to a stainless steel cooler. I reached over to the cooler and slid it open. I reached in and felt around for a bottle. If Axel had moved over, he would have looked odd, or his ass would have exposed.
My fingers found one, and I pulled it free. I handed it to Axel’s grasping hand. It disappeared over the bar, "Here, now shut up." Axel told him.
I went right back to sucking him. I worked my tongue over his shaft as I took him deep into my mouth. The conversation went on. I felt so dirty being his naughty secret slut. I was about to give in and unbutton my jeans when a cell phone rang.
Snake answered, "Yeah, what've you got for me?" A pause. "Where?" Another pause. I teased Axel by kissing up one side of his shaft and down the other. I wanted to focus on the conversation, but also keep working his big cock. Snake must have gotten his answer, "We'll be there in seven minutes." I heard a bar stool slide out. "Axel, you man the home base. Jerry, you're with me."
"Right."
"Sounds good." Axel was probably thanking god that Snake had asked him to stay. When I heard that he was staying, the teasing stopped. Before he could say anything more, his cock was in my throat again. My arms wrapped around his waist and I pulled him into my mouth hard, holding him deep inside me.
Soon the motorcycle engines fired up and headed down the road. When I slid Axel out of my mouth, he reached down, grabbed me by my arms, and pulled me to my feet. He looked me straight in the eye and quickly undid the fly to my jeans. His strong hands pulled them down to my knees.
His hands were at my hips. Axel grabbed me. His fingers sunk into my soft flesh, and he lifted me so easily onto the bar. I let out a girlish squeal. No man had ever treated me so roughly, or made me feel like I wasn't so curvy. Axel was very strong. He didn't let out a sound as he lifted me.
“Get the fuck up here.”
He laid me on the bar, my jeans around my knees, my pink panties exposed to him. There was no way he could miss the large wet spot. I was beyond turned on. I wanted to be taken like never before, and I knew Axel was the man to do it.
His strong, rough hand came up to
I took Axel deep in my mouth, wondering how well he could handle himself. I also did it to stifle a laugh at the "cocksucker" line. How apt. I could feel Axel's body react, but he remained silent. I worked my tongue over his shaft, but also concentrated on the conversation.
For the first time since Snake and the other biker came in, Axel spoke, "It was Handsome Carl?"
Snake said, "Yeah, it was fucking Handsome Carl. I chased down his pickup but let him go. This is going to end soon. I don't want to deal with this fucker anymore. He knows about our business, and now he's fucking with the MC." He addressed the other voice, "But we can't just fucking kill him. His brother would have every fed in the state on our asses overnight."
I pushed Axel into my throat again. I held him there. I was so turned on. There were two men just on the other side of the plywood who had no idea I was blowing the motorcycle gang's vice-president. I wanted to side my hand into my jeans so badly. I was ridiculously wet, and dying for Axel's cock. He felt good in my mouth, but I knew he'd feel great in my pussy.
"Axel, grab me a beer." It was Snake. I had no idea if he could reach the fridge, so I slid him out of my mouth.
Axel sounded a bit nervous, "Uh, just a sec."
"Bitch, get me a beer." Snake said it with a laugh.
"Jesus, chill." Axel was fidgeting under the bar. He pointed to my left, to a stainless steel cooler. I reached over to the cooler and slid it open. I reached in and felt around for a bottle. If Axel had moved over, he would have looked odd, or his ass would have exposed.
My fingers found one, and I pulled it free. I handed it to Axel’s grasping hand. It disappeared over the bar, "Here, now shut up." Axel told him.
I went right back to sucking him. I worked my tongue over his shaft as I took him deep into my mouth. The conversation went on. I felt so dirty being his naughty secret slut. I was about to give in and unbutton my jeans when a cell phone rang.
Snake answered, "Yeah, what've you got for me?" A pause. "Where?" Another pause. I teased Axel by kissing up one side of his shaft and down the other. I wanted to focus on the conversation, but also keep working his big cock. Snake must have gotten his answer, "We'll be there in seven minutes." I heard a bar stool slide out. "Axel, you man the home base. Jerry, you're with me."
"Right."
"Sounds good." Axel was probably thanking god that Snake had asked him to stay. When I heard that he was staying, the teasing stopped. Before he could say anything more, his cock was in my throat again. My arms wrapped around his waist and I pulled him into my mouth hard, holding him deep inside me.
Soon the motorcycle engines fired up and headed down the road. When I slid Axel out of my mouth, he reached down, grabbed me by my arms, and pulled me to my feet. He looked me straight in the eye and quickly undid the fly to my jeans. His strong hands pulled them down to my knees.
His hands were at my hips. Axel grabbed me. His fingers sunk into my soft flesh, and he lifted me so easily onto the bar. I let out a girlish squeal. No man had ever treated me so roughly, or made me feel like I wasn't so curvy. Axel was very strong. He didn't let out a sound as he lifted me.
“Get the fuck up here.”
He laid me on the bar, my jeans around my knees, my pink panties exposed to him. There was no way he could miss the large wet spot. I was beyond turned on. I wanted to be taken like never before, and I knew Axel was the man to do it.
His strong, rough hand came up to
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