Then I guess I gotta take you a lot more seriously than these guys!(He kicks Makugawa again in the chest.)Inui: Let's do this!(He rushes forward. Sano...uke charges as well. Inui suddenly backflips, kicking Sanosuke in the face and knocking him through the doors.)Inui: What's wrong? I'm just getting started!Sanosuke (charging again): Bastard!(He remembers Megumi's words: "Your right hand was hurt worse than Ken-san was!")Sanosuke (thinking): Dammit, I can't use the Futae no Kiwami. But it looks. ‘Yeeesssss, I want it. Will you let me?’ he asked. She crooked her finger in a ‘come here’ motion as she turned her back to him. He didn’t need to be told twice, he grabbed her hips and thrust inside of her tight wet pussy. He had lost all control he fucked her hard and fast. ‘Ohhhh yeah, do me, yessss, cumm in meeee.’ She gasped. He came, thick, wet squirts of cum shot deep within her. She could feel the throb of his cock as he lost his load for her. She felt spent. She could not believe she. Her husband had eventually moved out and married the nanny. Typical OC. She also mentioned that Rhonda was raised very conservative and had never been with a black man."I want to invite Rhonda over to come play with us," Linda told me. She gripped my dick in her tiny hand. "I am not selfish, I want her to get a taste of this, If that is okay with you?" I agreed and so they set up a date.About a week later, I showed up at Linda and Don's house. I noticed a huge, black Hummer was already parked. I guess I should go back to the beginning and explain. It's a very long story.Chapter 1My given name was Lawrence Heller, born to Montgomery and Rebecca Heller in the year 1865, just about two months after the end of what has since become known as the Civil War. My father had returned home from the Army of the Potomac perhaps three weeks before my birth. I was the youngest son of eight children, only five of whom survived to adulthood thanks to now preventable, and indeed mostly eradicated.