"What are we going to do, Bobby? I want to defend my championship; but I don't want to fight you again." Well, who says we'll have too. One of us migh... lose before we ever have a chance to meet." True, but what if we have to fight against each other in the first round?" If that's the case then we fight; and I want you to promise me right now that if we do, you will try your hardest to win. I promise you that I will do the same. If you don't, the win would mean nothing." I don't want to hurt. "Don't do that!" complained Patty as she reached behind my waist with her left hand and pulled me close again. "Just don't stick it up my ass, pervert." I was once again tucked in close to her, my bare penis sandwiched between us, tucked between the top of her ass cheeks and low against the small of her back. I felt nervous all over. I could smell the light scent of Patty's shampoo. My hand, resting against her breast, seemed to caress it with each breath she took. My rod became super sensitive. Roger had no idea how far this was going to go, “Slip your shirt off daddy, lets have a topless shot” she suggested and Roger didn’t hesitate in pulling his shirt off over his head, Sam now had hold of the base of his throbbing member taking a few body shots which clearly showed where her hand was, Roger was loving being a model.Sam stood up putting the phone down and stepped back, she pulled her tee shirt up and over her head exposing her perky 34b’s, her nipples showed how excited she was as. I-I can't..."Donnie put a twenty dollar bill back in the man's wallet. Then, he threw the billfold under the car."Crawl under after it!" Don ordered. Again, the full-faced man obeyed. Far be it from him to argue with a gun.Stuffing the bills into his jeans pocket, Donnie mounted his motor cycle and roared off down the avenue, in the opposite direction from his home; then, taking a round-about route he worked his way homeward, parked his bike in the driveway, removed the socks from it and put.