One Saturday afternoon I was sitting at home and the phone rang it was a friend of mine named Fred. Fred had a beautiful asain woman. Her brown eyes...could make you dream of things that wish would come true. Her lips were made in a way that one kiss would only be the beginning of long wonderful night. Her body and the way she moved could make you stop in your tracks and forget how to breath. But no matter how lovely she is her heart belong to Fred and Fred was in love with her. They were a. Release is incredible and I bask in the intensity as I let my body have its moment, free of thought and worry.I'm vaguely aware of his fingers leaving my slit. Wet sounds that could be him hungrily lapping my juices from his hand filter through my foggy subconscious. I'm locked still, like a human deck chair, arms rigid behind me, gripping my ankles, thighs tightly together as the tsunami rages between them. It pummels my core, inner heat and outer coolness in the room meeting at the saturated. When he gets all the way in, he stops. ‘Jasmine, are you okay?’ I look up at him and nod. ‘I’m fine, Jeff, but you have got to be the largest man I have ever had. Please love me, Jeff.’ With those words he pulls out and presses back in, all the while watching me. When I get use to his size I nod my head and he picks up the pace. Even though he is slamming into me, his eyes never leave mine. At the slightest wince from me, he immediately stops. When I nod again, he gently starts thrusting back. I immediately transformed my clothes into the Avenger uniform and attacked. The one who had grabbed my arm was the closest, so he got the first taste of what I could do. I went into full battle mode and slammed my fist down on his extended arm. I don’t know how hard I hit him, but there was TK strength added to my own. I aimed for his wrist, and my blow shattered it immediately. He screamed and tried to jump back, but I grabbed that arm with the broken wrist and held on to give me some leverage.