You start to subtly walk away and she seems to not care until you feel a hard tug on the back of your shirt. She asks you where you think you are going and comes at you with rope. She ties you to the bike; she mounts it and plants her muscular butt in your face. You’re her seat now. The bumps in the road are terrible as the heavy ass pounds against you; the smell of sweat and dirty ass getting stronger and more potent as her body warms. FRRRRMMMMMPPPP! She acts embarrassed at first and then laughs as she farts again; BRRRRRMMMPPP! PRRRFFFFFFFFFTTT! Between the bouncing and the farting; you don’t notice you are no longer in the park but in a residential area. FRRRRPPPPPPPPPPP! Another fart as the bike comes to a stop; you try to focus but you pass out before you catch sight of the garage you are in. You awake in a stone basement; you are chained, arms and legs, to the floor in a prone position on my back. The cyclist woman enters and welcomes you as her newest toy. She strips naked; and then grabs a can opener and a nearby can of beans. She opens it and starts eating it as she approaches. You see another smile pile near you; you whimper and moan but she takes her place, sitting her naked butt on your face. You hear her munching away quickly on bean cans and then tossing the empties careless away. BRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPP! The first blow, mostly air but it follows with a nice potent smell of shit. You welcome yourself to your own personal hell; FRRAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPP!
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