Sweat and Seduction: Getting Dirty with My Personal Trainer

The barmaid sauntered away, taking her station at the far end of the bar. The biker guys were all crowded around now, calling out encouragement to one or the other girls. XXX They even had live entertainment! Shit! Dive bar or just pretending? Her tiny shorts were pulled to one side and he was fucking her greedily. Another biker was standing behind her pressed up close. The parking lot was about equally divided between rusted out pickups, motorcycles, and old beater cars held together with duct tape and chewing gum. She was huddled with three barflies engaged in girl talk. I eavesdroped on their conversation to find out more. You’re nothing but a skank.