I began rubbing myself, the veins of my dick grooving against my hands as I worked it. My length was average, but my girth was my pride, and I held it...firmly. Watching the blonde talk as I imagined fucking her. She was hot, but a little skinny in the ass department, the tits now I realized could be a little more perky as well. I adjusted the fantasy in my head. Making her younger, more curvy and soft. I gave her pinker lips, lighter eyes, lighter hair. And stopped. My fantasy was no longer the. She leaned back and looked me in the eyes and then gave me one more quick peck to the lips before she walked over to the sink and cupped her hand under a stream of water and rinsed out her mouth.She finished dressing, brushed her teeth, and applied her perfume and then told me to lock up on my way out. I sat on her bed as I heard the sounds of her heels on the kitchen floor, then the sound of her keys as the door opened and shut. On Thursday, Randy and I were scheduled to watch the Villanova --. "Mrs. Farr, I am sorry but you are making my Winnie hurt!" I said to her playing dumb. Mrs. Farr looked at me with a pained look on her face. "I am trying to teach you a lessen to not look down women's shirts." She exclaimed. Thinking that I had her on the ropes I replied "Yes I get it but now I hurt, real bad, can you do something to make this stop." I cried. "Take your shirt off and your pants and lets see what is causing this." She said. Bingo! I thought to myself. I took everything off. Famously was deployed solo behind enemy lines and launched a devastating one-woman-guerrilla-war which resulted in hundreds of deaths and millions of credits in damages. She's ruthless and mission Oriented.Sandra- The Silver Tongued SnakeWhile she may come off as shy or unsure of herself, that's merely an illusion. She takes time to size up her opponents weaknesses. She prefers to handle conflicts outside of gunfire, once famously infiltrating a terrorist organization and sabotaging their plans.