”“Shit, I was really looking forward to our session today. He beat me last week and I was hoping to return the favor.”“Dina, if you don’t mi...d why don’t I take his place.”Skeptically, she asked him: “Do you have any experience in mixed martial arts fighting?”“Yes, I did some fighting in college,” he said. In reality he had taken a course in self-defense and had never actually fought anyone.“I don’t know; I outweigh you by more than sixty pounds. Are you sure you want to do this?”“Yes, I owe you. He resembled a male character from a Boris Vallejo´s pictures.Besides, his massive, dense musculature able to take hits that would hurt or kill others, he was able to fly, and was able to figure out puzzles that would stump most geniuses. Also, his wounds healed much faster than a normal being, as his mother, UltraMom, was also capable of doing.The young hero was dressed with his trademark blue, clingy, one piece spandex suit with red boots and a red belt. Emblazoned on his chest, over his. I could tell she was beginning to take notice. Her eyes kept drifting downward when we spoke which lifted my sprits to no end.Then one evening I got into my post-workout shower and decided to put on my cock-ring. I slid it around my cock and pulled the two rubber tight. There they were dangling out over my cock like a pair of antennas, bouncing to every step. With every step I watched as her gaze dropped down to watch me walk. Her hand went immediately to her mouth as she sat back on our bed. .. So once again, I stopped moving my tongue and moved up back to his face and told him that if he wanted to “feel better” tonight, he would have to be more quiet.Now, I knew that once I actually got to giving him head, his moans would be uncontrollable, and to my surprise (which I thought was a bit kinky) he asked for my boxers that were on the floor. I wondered why he wanted them but then realized he wanted them to put in his mouth. That way he could keep quiet and indulge in my precum from.