Karen, you have to warn her about the guy she's going to fight next. He's a crazy bastard and large enough to hurt her badly. That's his intent." Don'...t worry, I'll tell her, but she won't have any trouble with him, I watched his first fight, He's big and strong, but slow and out of shape. He starts out slowly; almost waiting for his opponent to throw the first punch. He's a football player not a fighter. I'm more concerned with the finals; I think that you're good enough to win your next two. I was putty in her hands, happily waiting to be moulded and used for her pleasure.I bent my head forward and took a nipple between my lips. She arched her back as I teased with my tongue, encouraged by her excited little moans.When I broke off for a moment, trying to regain my composure, she took my head gently between her hands and looked into my eyes.“Would you like to kiss between my legs, Michael? I’d like you to very much. Have you ever tasted a woman before?”“N—no…”“Do you want to?”I. I found out that she was picking the guys up at of all places the Sainsbury supermarket coffee shop, apparently all she did was sit close to a good looking guy engage him in conversation, tell him about her cheating worthless waste of a husband she had and then it was back to ours, knickers off and legs spread and his arse going like a fiddlers elbow, I know this as she took great pleasure in telling me after her second guy had came and went thats how she was going about it, the second guy had. That could be why, when Gabriella walked into her office on the first day of her new job as a journalist for a top newspaper, her new boss looked up in amazement. He looked at her long, bronzed legs, her tight fitting yet stylish skirt, a perfectly fitted blouse that seemed to caress the supple shape of her full breasts… he was almost salivating. Gabriella could feel the intensity of his stare as he followed her, mentally undressing her. She turned to face him full on and smiled. She couldn’t.