You turn her down

"It's one thing for you to have orgasms in public, but you're not going to jerk me off out here in the street," you laugh. "I better drop you with your friends."

"Who said anything about the street?" Cindy purrs, her fingers still caressing your bulge. "I know a private little place two minutes from here. And we can do more than just jerk you off. Come on Dean, I owe you! And besides, it would be worth it!"

The thought of having this enticing, orgasmic brunette sucking your cock or impaled on your shaft is very appealing. Her body is still pressed against your back and she's still rocking gently on the seat as she urges you to accept her offer to play.

You steel yourself, thinking that this has gone more than far enough already. If Diana Naylor would be irritated at you riding one of the students into town on your motorcycle, she'd be downright furious with you for taking her somewhere and fucking her after getting her worked up from engine vibrations.

"I think I better just drop you off," you say reluctantly, although there's nothing you'd like better than to fuck this tasty and willing little morsel clinging to your back.

"If you're sure," Cindy says breathlessly, massaging your cock, "If you're sure that's really what you want."

"What I want isn't the issue Miss Danton," you answer, trying to sound firm. "It's the right thing to do."

"If you insist," she says, giving your cock a farewell squeeze. "They're at a bistro on the main street. It's just a few blocks ahead. But you will give me a ride on your bike again, won't you Dean? Please? I really loved it, I mean I guess you knew that, but I really want to feel like that again. Please?"