For a moment I thought she was joking, but later realized she was serious and I happily agreed.So we both got into her room, she was wearing a white t...anslucent shirt, with a white petticoat and a white bra inside and blue jeans. Her shirt was a major turn on for any guy. She sat on a chair and asked me to massage her neck. With lots of difficulties I had massaged her neck but since her shirt was covering her neck at the back, I didn’t have access to her entire neck. She complained saying I was. I'm not myself." " You need this," I said firmly, backing her onto the bed and climbing over her again. " Deny it if you want, but I know better." " No, I-I have a..." She sighs as my mouth closed over her sensitive nipple. My teeth bite gently down, sending bolts of pleasure through her body and she arched from the bed with a sharp cry. I kiss my way down her stomach. " You have never been with a man that can satisfy you like I can. Look at you. You would come if I just breathed on your clit.". His technique was all standard Fleet sparing techniques, not too challenging for me.We continued on exchanging strikes and punches for some time. Neither of us landed any solid hits on the other as we traded many kicks and blocks.I saw in his eyes as he forced himself to admit our bout was not going to be so easy. He wasn't as focused as he should be, occasionally looking at people around the ring. "He is searching for approval or comfort," I thought. The cause of his distraction didn't matter.. I slid my thumb into her sopping pussy and rubbed my index finger over her clit as I moved my thumb in and out. after about 30 seconds of this Ashley was whimpering and her knees went weak, then a stream of piss came out covering my hand and landing on the floor. “Well so much for using the toilet.” Ashley said. I zipped up my pants and backed out of the toilet closet checking that the coast was clear. Ashley came out trying not to step in the puddle “I have a bit of a weak bladder after 4.