I’m helping her with breathing and concentration techniques, and trying to get her to be more fluid with her kata. And teaching her about watching t...e center of balance.”“That’s always the hardest. Everyone looks at hands, feet, head, and eyes. But we can fool people that way. It’s much harder to fool them with your hips and shoulders.”“Harder?” I asked. “Not impossible?”He smiled, “I haven’t shown you everything. It’s possible to strike hard and fast while appearing to be completely off. She didn't give me a dare. She just sat intently watching the remaining time tick away. Stephanie was starting to realize her team wasn't going to win. Then asked what my final dare would be.I was starting to see her in a state of sorrow and happiness. Her team lost. But she also won in a way. I won as well, in more ways than one.We held hands and walked to her bedroom and climbed on her bed. Stephanie laid on her back and told me it was time to fuck. I was already as naked as she was. I. But I had the weirdest dream – we were flying, or something. I can’t remember.”“Flying?” Frank asked, lightly interested. “That sounds like fun.”“It was a nightmare, really, with fighting and explosions,” Tanya replied. “I was terrified. But there was something important that I needed to tell you ... I just can’t remember it.”“Well, if it was important,” Frank intoned almost mechanically, “it’ll come back to you.” He leaned back on the bed, betraying his aroused state. Tanya smiled and moved. The Boxer instantly knew what to do and reared his powerful frame on her meagre meated rump, his own beafy brindle rump stabbing frantically until he gained entrance with a little help from Vick’s hand guiding, into her untended hairy cunt. His jack hammer like thrusts immediately gained full insertion and Vicki relished the experience of being thoroughly reamed up her tight relatively unused twat. Chris hadn’t been bad as a shag, as far as she could remember, compared to the fairly infrequent.