The best part is the punishment of the loser. Let’s begin…I was once dating a chick who was pretty tall and we had a lot of arguments. She was a l...ittle tom-boyish in nature. She was around 5’10” and with a decent figure 32-30-34. We used to arm wrestle sometimes to settle arguments. One day she told me she had seen something on the Internet and wanted to try it. I asked her what was it about. She said it’s called mixed wrestling and the winner gets to punish the loser. She gave a wicked smile. He browsed the shelves for a while before approaching the counter and presenting me with an engraved, silver cigarette case. It was only then that I noticed his eyes. They were emerald green, and piercing; I felt like I might never move again, holding his gaze like that. Eventually he did, and said, “How much would you like for this, miss?” I was startled at his politeness, and equally startled at the blush creeping over my cheeks. I told him and he held out a note, our fingers touched and my. She was so close that her thigh rubbed against her friend's leg... the move was not accidental."I know what you mean," Lonnie moaned."Without... without Roger I feel positively barren." No sex?" the Oliss woman said lewdly, slyly grinning."No!..." The sudden question, with its salacious overtones, surprised Lonnie. How bold! What did her friend think she did, anyway? Fool around while her husband was away? "Why, why Cylvia!" she gasped, "I'm faithful to Roger!"Cylvia chuckled. "I didn't mean it. To give you something Henk had never had. “ I smiled and my ego was certainly boosted. “Be gentle, this is my first time.” she said.We moved slowly and the incredible tightness of her ass together with the forbidden nature of this new lovemaking was building me faster than I could have expected. All of Pim’s lessons of control seemed to have gone out the window as the sensations cascaded around and built me up much too rapidly. I told her I was loosing control and could come at any second. .