How about giving me a sample of that thing between your legs?"This shit head was only armed with a knife, so there was no way he could really hurt me,...so I had decided to play with him a little bit. I turned toward him and looked directly into his eyes as I flicked my baton down onto his wrist. The bones shattered, but he did not drop the knife, why I don't know.The knife was in his right hand, so he reached across his body to grasp the broken wrist with his left hand. That's when I struck. He unbuttoned my pants and said "Lift up" as I did he pulled them down and off my feet.As my cock was straining in my undies, he was running his finger up and down my shaft. Pulling my pants down he ran his finger fron my helmet to my ass and back. I sat there gobsmacked. He leaned forward and began to lick me from my helmet down and back up. "What the fuck you doing man" I said, "Quiet" he replied sternly.As I was squirming in my seat this mature optician was giving me a blow job, grabbing. If he’d been a young man, I could imagine us screwing four or five times a day. When I was feeling really sexy during my period, I could imagine weekends where we never got out of bed and couldn’t keep count of how often we came.Uncle George helped me shave my bush completely off, then he used the heavy-duty IPL machine at one of their salons to keep my pubic hair from coming back. I called Uncle George “Daddy” most of the time, and we did a lot of age play and some cosplay. After six months. Feeling the warm plump tip of the invader, Kate whispered, "Please."As he thrust his fearsome weapon deep into her in a single long movement her eyes flew open and she screamed as her cunt was opened wider, and filled fuller than ever before. Hameez ignored her cries and started to pump in and out of the helpless woman, and soon she began to orgasm, a new wave of pleasure mounting on the previous one with every thrust of his body."Stop," commanded the Princess.Hameez at once withdrew, angered.