We quarreled head to head for a while in the empty highway; it was not passing me, but did not give me a chance to pass him eighter. Instead, he was forcing me to give up and pass to the right side. I did not... But resisting with my last effort! Now we were grabbing the asphalt in such a speed which can cause big trouble.

Life energy was flowing full of speed into my veins. Adrenalin was settling down into all of my cells. I begun to wriggle and rub my feminity to my bikes seat faster. The life's most secretive narcotic was set to boil into my blood. My sex juices was increasing... I was feeling it clearly; cause my hips slides on my iron man just like my bike slids on the highway. The sexual fire was covering my body... my rubs page increased... my climax was near. But even on that moment of road-sex flight, I was not acting imprudently and I was checking the road from my mirrors with my misty eyes full of pleasure dew.

Then abruptly I saw an approaching silhouette from the mirror... A vehicle which was coming closer rapidly. I begun to examine the shadow more carefully but I sweard too as the waters of pleasure sea was ebbed because of the breakup of my concentration.

I shook my head as my eyes still misty and my brain was cloudy; I looked again and saw that there was only one headlight! So it was a bike too and also an enemy: Enemy... both becouse it was faster than me; and unexpectedly bigger then any other bike which I knew.

I opened the throttle with my hand, sped up my machine and trying to let free myself from this nightmare. But even though the asphalt was slideing under my wheels like some body pulled it behind, the huge bike was preserving the space between us... in a short time he gained speed and caught me. There was nothing I could do... could not risk myself and my bike further... so compulsorily I slow down.

The big bike was also slowed down. But neverthless he was not remaining in back of me; he slowed down as much as to pass me slowly! I could not accept such an insult; I had to do something, I hit the gas, moved forward with all of my bikes power.

We quarreled head to head for a while in the empty highway; it was not passing me, but did not give me a chance to pass him eighter. Instead, he was forcing me to give up and pass to the right side.

I did not... But resisting with my last effort! Now we were grabbing the asphalt in such a speed which can cause big trouble. I used to drive fast, but the huge bike delibaratlye pressured me towards the right direction, this was diminishing my agility and slowly I was losing my control. At last gap between us was lessen as much as three feet... I begun to feel its heat and thought to kick to its mirror with my left leg... Who the hell was this son of a bitch?

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