I couldn't wait to get him out on the golf course to find out the story.As it turned out I didn't need to go golfing to get the story, Brandi told me ...all about it. She and Jay had met at a managerial conference in Baton Rouge. The way she told it was she had been stepping off of an elevator when this "fake plastic Barbi whore" went running into the elevator and quickly closed the door.She'd been poised to yell an insult at the closing door when she was knocked off of her feet by this clumsy. .yeah baby...just like that...mmm...don't stop...". He let his head hang back in ecstacy. "Mmm...play with my balls, too" he commanded, and his sister quickly obeyed. "Oh sis...sis...you're so fucking good at this...oh god...", he suddenly pulled his cock out of her mouth and grinned down at her mischievously. "What's wrong?" she asked, concerned that she wasn't performing her best and may have angered him. "I wanna be inside you, drop your pants so I can fuck your tight little pussy" he said. Alan pulls back for a moment, taking her in with his eyes. His hand is still on her mouth when his grip softens even more. Instead of holding her back he is now drawing her in. Debbie can feel the tension in his body as he lets her arm go. She can feel him with her hands. His arms and back, even his mouth is tense. It’s alarming and exciting all at the same time!With his hand still on her face, he pushes her harder into the door. His kiss becomes deeper. She feels his other hand move to her. Watch this.” I took a regular iron dagger and plunged it into her breastplate right over her heart. She stepped back a pace from the force of the blow.“What was that all about?”“Look at your armor. Not a scratch on it. And look, it even bent the dagger. Even as improved as I could make it, that still would have penetrated your steel armor.”“You know, I sort of like that glow.”Adrianne laughed. “I’d like it, too, if I was wearing armor that expensive. Even with what Martina is wearing, that’s.