Her tongue gently stroked my balls making them wet and warm. The warmth of her tongue excited me, the coolness as she moved on to lick another area al...o excited me. Her stroking began to feel better and better as a warmth began to grow deep in my groin. "Now, stop stoking and take me as far as you can into your mouth, again and again," I told her. As she stopped stroking my abdomen involuntarily thrust out toward her face. Her hands gripped my ass tightly as she took my penis deep into her. “Ladies, ladies,” I said, “let’s not get in a snit already about who’s going to win the hockey game.” I wasn’t surprised when it went nowhere. “This isn’t about the game, dumb ass,” said Danielle. “This bitch was fuck-dancing with Keith last night. Shit! You saw more of it than I did.” Sandrine fired right back. “Hey, we were just dancing and having a little fun. Everybody flirts a little bit.” From Sandrine’s tone I could tell she perhaps had at the back of her mind our conversation in the car. Slowly I started to undress her. I removed night gown. Wow…… she was moaning like anything. Her hands were busy with mu dick. It was un imaginable pleasured feeling for me because her smooth hands and fingers were making my brother rock hard. I slowly unhooked her bra and lifted it and started to rub them by hands one after another. Oh god…what a pleasure, those smooth boobs were growing like big balloons. I can’t control my eagerness and started to suck her breast one by one.As she told she. I knew she held a 5th-degree black belt in some martial art. I heard she had kicked men's asses all over at tournaments. I even knew she had beat the shit out of an attacker once as well. Put the poor, bastard, of a–would be rapist in the hospital and then jail. I'm also old-fashioned – a man can't hit a woman. Even if she is a mean dyke bitch.My eyes streamed with tears of pain – also I cried from the fear. Terror gripped me hard clutching my lungs, my heart and my stomach in a firm.