“Really, just the practice mat and some free weights. If you know what you’re doing, you’re welcome up here. If not, I’m sure Sally will teach...you.”“Really? Her?”“Don’t be fooled, Lisette. Sally’s the Sensei here. She taught me. I only got that last throw because she let me close so I could use weight and brute force.”“Is it Judo?”“No. More like Ju Jutsu,” I said. “We use whatever works. It’s not for sport, it’s for defence. If you’re fighting for your life, you have to use whatever you have.. F se chat karne lag gaya aadhe ghnte baad mere ph pe miss cl aai maine jb us no pe call kari to pata laga k ye sheena h maine pusha mera no kha se le liya tumne to bo boli k dee k phone se nekala h Me too khushi ke maare pagal ho gaya vo mujh se boli k mujhe bhut drr lag raha hai akale yahan neend bhi nahi aa rahi to maine bola k mere room me aa jao baate karte hai jb neend aa jye gi apne room me chli jana us time raat k 12.30 ho chuke the to usne ph kaat diya 10 munit me vo mere room me aa gai. I step down to enjoy my work one last time. Walking around to the front of her again, I focus my mind and stop time. The rumbling train stops. Silence again."I don't even know your name." I look the Bitch up and down. Damn what a sight. Drenched with my piss and cum, spit and sweat. Clothes ripped to shreds. Pussy and asshole wrecked. Blood, teeth marks. Fair perfect skin, now red and bruised. She doesn't even resemble that bitchy Italian-looking girl, that Instagram model, that perfect little. ‘Not here,’ Marianne giggled. ‘Shh, just a little touch,’ Albert whispered, slipping his hand under the waistband of her pants. He then slipped it inside her panties and moved downward through her wiry pubic hair. Still standing, she spread her feet out wider, giving him more access to her pussy. His fingers moved up and down, slowly opening her lips and then easing into her. Responding to his touch, her pussy quickly got wet, which in turn made his finger wet. He slipped another finger into.