“Take your time to look around, cutie!” was said in Anita’s ear.She did and now noticed that there were many pictures on the wall. Renaissance a...t resplendent with many fleshy female nudes.Her eyes took in dirty blue and white mattress. “That’s for some good ol’fashioned fucking!”Interspersed between the paintings on the wall were racks full of weapons like whips. clamps and baseball bats.“This here is our latest works of art, like ‘em bitch?”The gang leader indicated three deep frames. Inside. This is NOT GAY, so please don’t think that. The story is how a couple starts fighting and then wrestles. The best part is the punishment of the loser. Let’s begin…I was once dating a chick who was pretty tall and we had a lot of arguments. She was a little tom-boyish in nature. She was around 5’10” and with a decent figure 32-30-34. We used to arm wrestle sometimes to settle arguments. One day she told me she had seen something on the Internet and wanted to try it. I asked her what was it. We stood watch like that for three days and nights. On the third night I decided to sleep in the car at least it was more comfortable than the bags of cement I slept on the nights before. Debbie and Tina had been able to get home on the Monday night but weren’t able to get back so they stayed at home like the majority of people in the town. I finally made it back home on the Friday afternoon the waters had receded enough to clean up the factory although a lot of roads were still closed and the. Hubby had gone away on business, he had to tie up some loose ends as he would be soon taking some time off for when I had the baby. This particular day he’d been gone two days and I was simply gagging for it. I’d been in the shower and was lying on the bed pleasuring myself but it wasn’t enough. Using my toys I’d brought myself off twice in quick succession but I really needed fucking. Like when you’ve broken your leg and the plaster is on and all you need is a good scratch but you can’t, all I.