I clamped my jaws down on his leg at the knee and crushed it to a nearly unrecognizable mess.As the man fell, he was able to reach a sword that had be...n set aside for later use. I had to admire the man's courage and toughness, for, despite a crushed knee, he continued to fight. He swung the sword at me, and that was when I had my first experience with a weapon made of iron.I was going after his other knee, since I did not know how how much I should have feared the sword. Just as I clamped down. She let me and after a couple of kisses we were soon in a clinch. As we pulled apart she asked “Are you married” “Does it matter” and with that she looked at me, kissed me again and said “No I suppose not”.The lights went down and the adverts started up, my left arm was d****d across her shoulders as we snogged, after a minutes or so I put my right hand on her thigh, she pulled apart and sighed, I kissed her neck and her hand was on the back of my head, my hand was moving up her thigh, as I got. "But how do I do this?" Well, that's what you'll learn by reading on. Remember that you have three things going for you. Like all men, he wants to please you to keep the sex coming. Like all men, he subconsciously is fascinated by the concept of a dominant, sex-crazed woman. Finally, like all men, if he can be made to feel guilty he'll do anything to get off the hook.So here's the plan. There's got to be a special day in your lives coming up. Your birthday or anniversary, perhaps. It doesn't. This time I was ready and kept my eyes open. My t-shirt was up and I felt his warm tongue flicking my nipple. A warm reprieve from the cold I was feeling and my legs heated up too. He was an expert on this, as he toyed with my nipples; first the right, then the left. Alternating between, flicking them, sucking them and then biting them. Never doing too much of any, but just driving me crazy. A man passed by, going to the washroom. I pulled the blanket up and pretended to be asleep. He didn’t.