The best thing about a sports bike, especially if it was driven by a woman, was that to go on the road you had to lie down on the tank a lot. This made Isabela almost in the air, and for comfort and aerodynamics with such a large body, Pablo had to lie completely on top of her, holding himself up with one hand on the bike's tank.
"Hey, don't get excited, we don't have time to stop, at least not on the way there."
"Who said anything about stopping?"
Pablo had opened his fly and during those minutes that he had separated a little to be able to touch Isabela, he had taken out his member that was already ready with a small adjustment and had stuck to Isabela again. She almost screamed through the communicator when she noticed Pablo's hard member rubbing against her private parts.
She didn't complain, nor did she withdraw or reproach the boy for anything, they were two vampires, this would just be another anecdote within the bizarre sex that a vampire could allow himself to have.
