"If they break the Armsmaster will put 'um back together. Don't worry about breakage; that's what they're here for. If you can't practice full out how... do you expect to live through the actual thing? You ready?"Both men faced off and crouched down. Marc watched Dent's dirk like he expected it to jump out and grab his sword. Seeing this Dent feinted with the dirk and slashed at the unprotected arm when the buckler moved to intercept. The blunted edge smacked the padding just above the elbow and. I put my arms around her and realized she wasn't wearing her nightgown. "Masha!", I exclaimed, pushing her away, "Are you naked? What are you doing?" "Mark, please, let's not kid ourselves", she retorted, as she pushed back into me and gave me a solid kiss, sticking her tongue into my mouth. "Masha, you know this isn't right! And what if Mom finds out? She might hear us.", I protested weakly, enjoying feeling her naked body pushed against mine. "Mark, just give in, please, I want you.", . With his right hand, he began to gently caress the bare flesh of her waist. “Mmmmh…” she whimpered gently. Karthik pulled back and looked at her. He loved the rhythmic rising and falling of her breasts, ever so beautiful, as she breathed heavily, staring into his eyes. He now ran the tips of the fingers of his left hand down the middle of her upper back, so lightly, his touch like a feather. She gasped and looked into his eyes. She felt herself moistening, and face was beautifully flushed.. It seemed like a goal for Marc to seduce white wives and humiliate their husbands.Matt also knew that if he ever allowed himself to be used by Marc's gay, black body builder friend, there would be video clips and pictures of his white ass getting abused all over the internet. Matt knew that Marc would use those pictures to blackmail him into doing whatever he wanted. In fact, as he thought about what a bastard Marc was, it occurred to Matt that Marc would use his videos of Lisa and him against.