Metzger, an old friend, was the chief referee. "Gentlemen, and ladies," he added with a nod to Robbie. "Shake hands."Robbie started to step forward an... extend her hand, but I knocked it down. "No." No?" the referees and other captains echoed."Your team's a joke," I told the other captains as I took off my helmet. And we won't share a field with him." I pointed toward the coach on the Panther sideline.I looked straight at Mr. Metzger. He was half surprised, half mad and half amused, and I know. The snout of my mask rests on her pubis, but with my knees bent in half by the belts and my arms holding me up, I begin to feel the strain. My jaw hurts a bit as well, but my body has begun to relax to the plug and I am incredibly turned on, probably still dripping everywhere. I can feel my own precum dribble lightly on one of my thighs as I pick up my pace by just a bit, insistently giving strong, slow licks. Her breathing deepens and she mashes my face forward, grinding herself on my tongue. Rage. Pure, primal rage. Behind the laughter was real hatred for this man who would hurt a woman whose only crime was to love him.I could completely understand that, I thought, as we searched through the apartment for the occupants. We found Rosa, cornered, in the fetal position, while a suddenly wary and worried Federico was torn between checking out the sound ... and continuing to beat her with his belt. I saw enough. Blind rage filled me and I began feeling my eyes change, my bones crack and. Mike reversed positions by letting Caleigh straddle on top of him and take charge. She rode his throbbing cock long and hard as he maneuvered his hands between grabbing her ass and breasts. Caleigh’s ass and breasts were soft and sensual when Mike placed his hands on them. Mike eventually was able to suckle each breast and fleck his tongue on each nipple and areola that shot waves of sensation through Caleigh. Not to be outdone, Caleigh finally summoned the courage to place her lips around his.