"She had a thoughtful look on her face. "When I was a girl--I guess I was thirteen--my great aunt, Kate, had a stroke and became paralyzed. (Both my A...unt Kate, my mother's sister, and your Aunt Kate, my sister, were named after her.) She couldn't talk. She couldn't take care of her herself. We girls had to take turns watching over her and helping clean her up. Mostly, we were trying to keep her comfortable as she died."Now, my father was an Irish Catholic, and my mother was a Scottish. Barb could feel the impact of Angel's fist and the devastating force of the kick. Without warning, the two women proceeded to hammer one another with vicious blows, rained with closed hands upon their faces, chests and stomachs. Coming together, they grabbed double handfuls of the other's hair and stumbled around the ring, the harsh blows now being delivered with kicks and knees to their stomachs and groins that thumped and reverberated bluntly within the closed space of the cage.Barb suddenly. We dropped our work pants at almost the same time. He had a nice thick, uncut, 9" or 10" cock and a low hanging set of extra large eggs for balls. I am not usually one to go after dark meat, but that cock had me mesmerized. Next to my white 7" cut cock, he looked huge. We reached for each other's cock and took a few tentative strokes. "Not bad for a white boy" said Matthew."Thanks, yours is awful nice. Glad you're stereotypical," I snickered."So I guess the swallowing is out? If so I. My body jolted a bit as his lips wrapped around my cock, the warmth of his mouth was welcoming, and it was driving me crazy. As he bobbed up and down my shaft a shiver ran up my spine, causing me to buck my hips before sitting up. I opened my eyes slowly, I could feel my mind go blank once again before sexual thoughts invaded me. I clutched his shirt in my hands, and with all my strength I tore it apart, leaving his strong, broad back exposed. I caressed his soft skin slowly with my fingertips,.