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osition.
I walked around the machine, hardly daring to touch it. I knew that, once I
had my hands on it, I would have a hard time letting go. As I inspected the
German machine, I began to feel the familiar tingle in my crotch, the slightly
horny feeling I always used to get around motorcycles. Gently I laid a hand on
the aluminum fuel tank. It was warm to the touch. I brushed my fingers across
the seat, then traced the outline of the alloy wheels with my fingers. It was
all coming back to me now. I was crouching next to the bike, fondling and
caressing the machine as a lover would, oblivious to the world around me. I
could feel the beginning of an erection.
"You seem to appreciate the German equipment." I jumped, startled by the
interruption. I looked up at the source of the voice, feeling my face redden
slightly.
From my crouching vantage point seemed to tower over me, and 's breasts
seemed so large as to block out the sun. I stood up, conscious of the slight
bulge in my pants.
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