Lonely soul.

Minah's story

Sooted and rusted of age, Minah waited for his man. She knew well that's she has the most dissaponting assets compared to her peers. She peered to both sides and watched as her mates were taken along for a ride. How she longed for her man. Is it the price I sold myself to, is it too cheap? She had to admit, she is the cheapest in the streak of big solid beauties. Exasperated by dissapoinment, she lulled her head with the sharp evening wind.

She woke up almost immediately when she felt that someone was touching her head and reeling her for a walk. A gentleman of him to walk beside her to an unknown destination. A pearl of sweat dropped on her neck. She is too tired to look up, to flustered to stop.

He bought new things for her and shone her with TLC. She didn'y resist a bit. "Maybe I deserved this kind of treatment. Her pride glowed as her body was caressed with wet soapy hands. She moaned as the rust of her body was scraped gently from her. He stopped for a while and fetched a towel to dry her body. "I'm loved." Minah hummed repeatedly. And something magical happened. It had been so long since she last experienced this entrancing moment. He held hands tightly and manuevered his way to her behind. He streched his legs open and settled on her buttocks, appreciating her sleek and tonned body. He held his breath and secured his legs to Minah's and rode her~~~

Afiq's story

I brought my bike, Minah to the bike shop, had her fixed, washed her and rode my way back to the hostel.