She was already in the kitchen sipping her morning tea. I refilled my cup and sat down beside her at the table. She turned my head toward her and kiss...d me, curling my toes again. I finally broke for air and got that look from her that almost made me take her back upstairs. The sound of footsteps upstairs put that thought out of my head. She must have been reading my mind again because she took one look at my face and sniggered into her tea cup."Looks like you will have to wait until tonight,. With a few thrusts he was buried deep and he held himself there for just a moment. And then he fucked me. Jesus Christ, did he fuck me. He humped my pussy fast, hard and for such a long time. His hands left my hips and moved up and under my sweater. His fingers pushed my bra up and out of his way so that his strong, rough hands could grasp my tits. “Yes!” I whispered when his fingers pinched my nipples and he chuckled, still thrusting hard into me over and over. I heard a scraping to our left. I wanted those breasts. I wanted to plunge my dick straight into her defenseless tits and fuck her milk ducts and squeeze her milk glands directly with my manhood. But Ms Orben was like an elder sister, or even mother to me. She’s always invited me over for dinner, knowing I could not cook even if my life depended on it. She helped to clean, did my laundry when I was too busy with work. I tutored her daughter and tried to help with whatever I could to repay her kindness. We left our doors. “If your opponent tries to yield, knock them unconscious or kill them,” Professor Jackson said.“Kill them?” JJ asked shocked at the suggestion of harming someone who was trying to yield.“Yes,” Professor Jackson said. “You don’t pull your blows to where they have a chance to yield.”Sid said, “That was one of the hardest things for me to learn. If you stand there with a sword point to someone’s throat assuming they’ll surrender, you’ll discover that he’ll grab the sword and start fighting.