She didn’t wait. Turning her back on the men she started walking. Head down. The tapping of her high heels on the wet pavement faster and faster. St...mbling as she gasped. Behind her the catcalls came. Growing nearer all the time. ‘WHOO HOO’.‘HEY BABY’.In her time Carol had taken plenty of such banter. Though none had ever scared her as much. Perhaps it was the fear. The tone or the foreign sound to the men’s accents. The fact that she was alone and lost. Her breathing heavy as she strode on.. She agreed and i took out the canvas and haned it to her with some straps..as she worked the canvas onto the bike her shirt was soaked and her tittys were pushing against her shirt...her jeans were soaked too and i pushed her across the seat to hook the last strap looking at her Butt stickig out across my Bike,running inside we shook off the rain and laughed...soaked..she said she needed to change andi replied nothing too hard to get off Katie.Katie Went in and i grabbed a towel and dried. More

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