‘None of this.’ As the poor, dumb fucker bent forward grabbing his balls in agony, I clasped my hands together and clubbed him with a two-handed u...percut squarely in the face. He went down like he’d been pole-axed. ‘And we can’t have any of this, either,’ I said. The guy was out cold on the ground, and his buddies — along with everyone else who was watching — just stood there stunned. ‘Come on, baby, let’s get the hell out of here,’ I said as I grabbed Stella’s hand and we made a beeline for my. She called me to her apartment to have dinner.I pretended that I don’t want to come to her apartment but eventually I went there. We finished having dinner and her daughter was already asleep. She went to the kitchen to keep the plates. I went to the kitchen following her and started to hug her when she turned towards my direction.She was very shy and trying to push me away gently. I was in no mood and kissed all over her face. She gave up finally and took me to her bedroom. Once in her. Jermain was also becoming stimulated, an obvious bulge growing in the front of his jeans.Michele was slowly becoming aware of the men's interest in her. On some visceral level she was thankful that the men had not burst out laughing and ridiculed her for being a crossdresser and was even flattered that they found her attractive but on a conscious level she was deeply disturbed."Are you thinking what I'm thinking Jermain?" Ronnie said smiling sinisterly."Fuck yeah," Jermain replied, "I've never. That was all it took. I slid onto my knees, undoing his belt, button, and zipper as he lifted up a bit, allowing me to slide his pants down. I pulled up his dress shirt, undoing the bottom button and kissed his stomach as I slid my fingers into his boxers, pulling them down slowly between taking little puffs on my cigarette. His cock was hard as a rock, a solid thick dick that let off an intense amount of heat in the spring air. I looked up at his eyes, taking a long drag before pulling his.