The fight only lasted three rounds. Johansson claimed that he had seen a weakness in Patterson by watching films of his old fights. In the second figh..., Patterson knocked Johansson out, beating him convincingly. Johansson referred to his sneaky right hand as his 'Thunderbolt'. I wasn't expecting Bill to buy into any of this."You fix things for Kate and me, Larry. I'll pretend to believe in your 'tooderbolt'." He stood up on his bike and raced to the park right after that. I pulled up to his. So we decided to meet at temrine on her birthday .I gave her a white top of half slaves as her gift the day before her birthday & asked her to wear this on tomorrow. To which she said no first than after my many requests she accepted.On her birthday I reached at the place half an hour before. Guys what I say I can’t forget that day. She came at the right time which we decided as we both bunked our collage. She was looking gorgeous in blue jean & white top. I was looking at her upper body, she. We wore those mask that go around your eyes to keep our idenity secret. We walked up to where two ladys had already laid out a blanket, they said we could join them. We all sat around on the blanket talking as the sun went down. Soon some older men came up and stood around. The women said that we should undress and get started which we did. Several other men walked up. They all had their cocks out stroking them. The older women were showing off their pussies, holding them open showing the men. Perfect or Mr. Good-Boy. I bit her nipple a little harder and she let out a little yelp and gave a slight chuckle, You really want to be a bad boy, dont you big brother? I bobbed my head in the affirmative, refusing to let her luscious breast out of my mouth. She gave my cock another squeeze and said, This is going to be your best Christmas ever, big brother. Suddenly, she pulled her breast away and kissed me on the lips shoving her tongue in my mouth. The sloppy but passionate kiss lasted only.