that was me i wore last years gym shorts or better my sister's lavendar ones. i'd ride around covered up because this 1962 63 and 64 but when a guy pulled up beside me i'd let him stare and then i'd turn off onto a smaller road even a fire road or back into the field on the dirt access roads and when we were far enough off the main drag i'd let my balls hang out and slow way down to a halt. i had school teachers and farm hands and even a friend's dad enjoy my skills and boy did i bring them. the training i received early on paid off. cops never bothered me i paid them off in trade. i took more than one night stick up my ass
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