I got to my feet and slapped him across the face.He reeled back, holding his cheek. "Fuck!"Click! Now he had a switchblade in his hand. Even a teenage... could still be dangerous with a knife! I ran to the Chevelle, but couldn't get my keys out in time, so I ran to the other side of the car. Now it was between us.He ran to my left. I ran to the right. He changed direction, and so did I."C'mon, you fucking coward!" he yelled."Coward? You're the one who brought a knife to a fist fight!" I called. They are slick and covered in sweat, I can easily squeeze my nipples while stimulating myself. I don’t realize how close I am to the couple, but the man has noticed me. We lock eyes as we both experience different pleasures. He smiles at me, and my mouth is wide open, with shame, shyness and excitement. He does not stop fucking her, if anything he increases his speed and his hard thrusts into her.The woman continues to not notice me, as she is bent over the tree looking toward the ground. The. “I’m weak? Your voice trembles with fear as you speak and you call me weak?”“I – my lady, that is not... my lady?” she struggles to form the words, her body as shaky and stuttering as her voice; and I watch with malicious glee as the colour drains from her body, when I lift myself off the bed, using the nearest bedpost as a brace and a sheet as a toga.“Do I look weak now, servant?” I hiss, releasing my grip on the post and taking a menacing step toward her. “Do I?”“No, your majesty!”Oh yes. It. . doesn't include... my boyfriend!" Karla couldn't help but to feel sorry for Elba's boyfriend. Elba was no older than sixteen, so her boyfriend was surely a timid schoolboy, surely unable to compete with this muscled hunk. To Karla's good luck, Elba grabbed her bra and blindfolded the teacher as she said "I love... my boyfriend. Don't.... ohhhhh.... look at me, you pervert!" Oddly enough, this caused both to fuck so hard that the cot looked as if it were going to collapse. It was now or.