He immediately let go of his grip on Kyle's throat, and yanked around facing me. I pulled my arm back to behind my head, and brought forth a crashing ...blow to the dudes face. Hitting him right above his left eye—it busted, and the b l o o d started pouring down his face. That would have been enough for most—but this dumb ass returned a punch to me, catching my lower lip. “ah fuck no—you are not besting me in front of my bois” I returned another slug to his jaw, quickly recoiled, and delivered. Wait, I know, I have a Japanese calligraphy pen, a fudo, that will do.? He took the fudo out of a little bag, and approached her with it, as she pleaded, ?No, please, no, I’ll die.? ?All because of a little Japanese pen,? he taunted, ?my, you are so weak!? He started to make little circles in her navel as she bucked her stomach up and down to get away from the ticklish sensations. He slowly stroked the fudo across her abdomen, in the line that ran all the way across just above. She had to lose the teddy right off. She had a cute little white cunt with golden brown pussy hair. She was not real wet and I had never been this close to a pussy before so I did not know what to do. When I looked up the man was naked, his cock was hard and only maybe five inches. I couold smell the woman's pussy and it was making me want to cum. The man threw me some lube which I squirted on my cock and then pushed it into her pussy as he directed. She was tight and felt really good. The man. Hal turned off the television and moved from his easy chair to a footstool that he placed next to the couch. He looked into Martha's face. She looked so peaceful when she slept. He wondered if she was dreaming."Martha," he said in a soft voice as he shook her wrist. "Martha, can you hear me? I'm going to get dinner ready now."She slowly hoisted her eyelids. There was a stern look behind them."Not ready for dinner, yet?"They had developed a language of the eyes. A single tear trickled from the.