Damien felt the drummer hold on tighter, popped the front tire and put it on the back end of the car. The bike kicked back dangerously, nearly flipping backward before it shot up onto the top of the car. It smashed the back window, dented in the roof and cracked the windshield before he came of the front, bike jolting hard as it hit the ground. Damien didn't slow at all because he knew the cops would be on them.
The kiss got a moan from the Fin who shoved back into the Brit's crotch. He wanted this but they were driving. "Should I find us a hotel?" Aarne glanced back grinning because that sounded like a wonderful idea.
Vars cheered on the crazy New Yorker. He certainly couldn't do that on his bike. Now they would surely have issues from the police, more than before. Robert better get his checkbook read at this rate.
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Date: 2021-08-12 04:20 pm (UTC)From:The kiss got a moan from the Fin who shoved back into the Brit's crotch. He wanted this but they were driving. "Should I find us a hotel?" Aarne glanced back grinning because that sounded like a wonderful idea.
Vars cheered on the crazy New Yorker. He certainly couldn't do that on his bike. Now they would surely have issues from the police, more than before. Robert better get his checkbook read at this rate.