Biker Jhon

I got lucky. At least I think so, because I am gonna enjoy the ride not on some stinky car, but on a cool motorcycle I always dreamed about. Even better those biker surely nows nothing about me and I'll have no problems to get out

Speaking about the biker. He is... Wow. 7ft high, muscular black man with a shaved head wearing a classy leather jacket. People like him rarely visit holes like my town

"Hey, hottie, how much? " He asked ogling me shamelessly

"What do mean? " I got confused by his question, i never expected that someone will request a payment for a ride from me

" I ask how much do you ask for a bJ, fuck and anal. " Oh... He thinks that I am a hooker. It's quite logical considering my clothing. What should I answer? It's an ideal chance to get a ride, fuck and make some money in process, but do I want to to be that bad?