Wolf Riders MC
And I wanted his dick buried so deep inside of me, I wouldn’t know where I ended and he began.
Sighing, I made my way to Cracker, who was the only one with a bottle of water instead of a beer. She was sitting in a little reading nookie that she’d claimed as her own, where Steel, who was at the bar with Bunny and Knives, could still keep an eye on her.
The second I approached her, she looked up from her book, and a wide smile crept across her lips.
“Hi,” she greeted me and put the book down. “How are you doing?”