Butch, Hector, Boomer take them out now!"It was like watching an elaborately choreographed dance. Both Laura and Jennifer's hands dipped into their ow... purses and retrieved a small Taser that they handed to Bill and John respectively then did a 180 turn and passed behind them towards the room centre and made for the security room entrance relying on me to tell them if they were heading into trouble.Bill made for the couple nearest him and flipped his security badge asking to see the contents of. As amazing as my orgasm had been, it was just that: an orgasm. I could have gotten that from fucking a girl. That did nothing for the burning in my asshole, the aching need for something to fill the space. After I spent a minute or so cleaning what little sperm escaped my mouth off of his cock, I felt him shove a couple of twenties into the waistband of my thong."Buuut... it's time for the main course. I'm going to fuck you right here." He made me turn around and sit on his lap. Before I sat. The use of the word “fight” is somewhat of a misnomer, as they mainly cater to what their fans like to see: one-sided brutal beatdowns. There are two stables of participants which clearly differentiate their roles - “fighters” and “jobbers”. Patrons can still bet on the matches, but never on the outcome. Instead, they make bets on how long the jobbers can last, how many blows the various parts of their bodies receive, or what injuries they might sustain during the matches.Obviously, severe. They’re lovely to squeeze, more than a handful. I take it further and start to kiss them and now Deborah is moaning and groaning, so I suck on her nipple. She’s got her hands in my hair and tells me the best way to fondle her breasts, so I follow her instructions, licking and nipping and sucking her. She’s really getting into it now. She moans “Oh Billy, you’re making me so wet!” then she takes hold of one of my hands and puts it inside her panties. I touch my first ever pussy. Wow, she is wet!.