a guy on a big green Kawasaki pulled up as Cock walked away. He killed the engine, hoicked his leg over the bike and walked up to Tarzan. Tarzan raised his eyes from the ground to the rider. His face was hidden by his blacked out visor, but Tarzan gave a slight grin. The rider raised his arms and played with Tarzan's nipples. Tarzan got hard. The rider kneed Tarzan's plums, painfully, right in the right spot. Tarzan grunted but stayed upright. The rider continued to tweak Tarzan's nipples, and whispered `Just like old times eh, Tarz? want some more?` Tarzan stared at him, widened his legs, and nodded. The rider kneed him in the balls three times in quick succession. Tarzan was panting, hard and wet. The rider carried on tweaking his tits, then said `Give it up for me you bastard, you know I've got yah` He kneed Tarzan again, and Tarzan shot a wad right up the rider's leathers. The rider laughed, took off his armoured riding glove and wacked it hard across Tarzan's face. Tarzan looked back at him. His mouth was bleeding. The rider punched Tarzan's abs with his bare fist, and then in the bollocks. He wiped the spunk off Tarzan's cock and put his glove back onto that hand. He whispered `Fucking class Tarzan, I'll never forget yah`, turned round and got back on his bike. He kicked the engine back into life and roared off along the track, raising a big wheelie before he disappeared round the bend. Tarzan watched him disappear, then kissed his chained up bicep. More spunk dribbled from his big swollen cockhead
a guy on a big green Kawasaki pulled up as Cock walked away. He killed the engine, hoicked his leg over the bike and walked up to Tarzan. Tarzan raised his eyes from the ground to the rider. His face was hidden by his blacked out visor, but Tarzan gave a slight grin. The rider raised his arms and played with Tarzan's nipples. Tarzan got hard. The rider kneed Tarzan's plums, painfully, right in the right spot. Tarzan grunted but stayed upright. The rider continued to tweak Tarzan's nipples, and whispered `Just like old times eh, Tarz? want some more?` Tarzan stared at him, widened his legs, and nodded. The rider kneed him in the balls three times in quick succession. Tarzan was panting, hard and wet. The rider carried on tweaking his tits, then said `Give it up for me you bastard, you know I've got yah` He kneed Tarzan again, and Tarzan shot a wad right up the rider's leathers. The rider laughed, took off his armoured riding glove and wacked it hard across Tarzan's face. Tarzan looked back at him. His mouth was bleeding. The rider punched Tarzan's abs with his bare fist, and then in the bollocks. He wiped the spunk off Tarzan's cock and put his glove back onto that hand. He whispered `Fucking class Tarzan, I'll never forget yah`, turned round and got back on his bike. He kicked the engine back into life and roared off along the track, raising a big wheelie before he disappeared round the bend. Tarzan watched him disappear, then kissed his chained up bicep. More spunk dribbled from his big swollen cockhead
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