She's too damn tempting

The whole evening took a surreal turn the moment Cindy climbed on your bike back at the school. You figure that you might as well run with it a little further, given how far down the road you've already come. And besides, Cindy's right. Your cock is stiffening again, and the idea of throwing another fuck into this hot little bitch is too good to refuse.

"Ok, let's go," you growl. "Where is this place?"

"I'll direct you. Thank you so much Dean!" she giggles happily, squeezing your growing meat.

"What kind of place are you talking about?"

"Just an alley, it's nothing special, but we wouldn't be seen, I've...I've used it before," she giggles softly, her eyes wanton and inviting. "You could take care of me...like a biker bitch...use me...fill my pussy...whatever you want..." Your cock twitches eagerly, tempted by her purring voice and fondling hand, and you forget anything but the desire to satisfy your urgent need.

You drive back town, Cindy squirming behind you all the way. Once there she points directions and you turn down a few streets, finally coasting to a stop in a deserted alley. You glance around, seeing no windows facing the alley. Cindy giggles happily as you pull the bike back onto its kickstand, sliding off the seat like a seal sliding off a rock.

"How do you want me Dean Hawkfeather?" she purrs, looking at you with excited eyes and parted lips. "You can have anything you want."