Perhaps subterfuge will achieve what a full frontal assault cannot?It is a manifestation of 'cutting off the head' that so obsesses the British comman...er. The Askaris, he believes, are no more than a group of unruly children. Removal of the props that maintain their courage, in his mind, will see them fleeing like so many frightened geese. Perhaps, this man sees himself as a General Kitchener sending the Sudanese hordes of the Mahdi scrambling away in panic before the guns of his professional. "Would you like to taste," I ask. There is a timid nod. I bring you upright and kiss you deeply, chocolate swirling in our mouths. As we embrace I slide my hands to your pussy again, this time with a vibrator. You yelp as the sensation takes you by surprise. Hands are tugging desperately to break free, trying to find something, anything, to hold on to. The clitoral stimulation is almost too much to bear. The assault continues and now you feel my dick wedging into your crack through my pants.. I sandwiched his cock between my slippery pussy lips. Then I moved my hips back and forth a few times to make Steve's cock slick with my juices. With the head of his cock poking between my ass cheeks, I closed my legs tight and whispered to Steve, "Fuck me between my thighs until you cum."Steve had a stunned look on his face at first which turned into a smile as he started to move back in forth between my thighs. I could feel my juices leak onto his cock as he pumped faster. I guided his hands. But, she was very good, as she was in most things, and she gave him a good workout. "If I had your reach, I could kick your ass, on the court," she said."BS, I'm still a technically better player," he said, knowing that comment would get under her skin. "How about a different game?" she asked."You name it!" he answered, smiling at her pluck."Ok, Basketball!" O'Hara! You're more than a foot shorter than me, how do you expect to best me at basketball?" I'm good at it, that's how! I played in.