This was not sport, this was, was, a viciousness that they, perhaps, had not known they would have to see... And as they grew quiet, they could hear m... wife groaning in pain, anguished pain.Wendy leaned over. I could see clearly that this person did not simply want to pin someone, let alone Mary, but to deactivate, disable, remove, someone, the challenger, from the competition. Forever. Wendy was twisting Mary's leg, as if she wanted to pull it away.I tried to go again, but Charleen held me. Her pussy was really tight but she was slow and really knew how to keep me going considering we had just met. With her hands pressing down on my chest she began to rock on my cock and eventually progressing into a hot bounce. She was bouncing pretty hard on my cock but i decided to take control and flipped her onto her back. We kissed as my cock slide firmly back into her wet wet pussy and I began to really pound her on the sand. It wasnt long before I felt my cum build up to bursting point and. "I tried to speak again but Chris interrupted me once more. God thosetwo ladies, aren't they arrogant and demanding! "I hope there is enoughfood for Miss Jennifer and me. But we both would love a drink beforehand. Now run along like the good maid you are and fix our usual ginand tonic and then you can get on with the dinner preparations."That was an order and a dismissal. I managed to curtsey in a ratherclumsy manner, saying at the same time with a new found respect forChris, "Yes Miss. ..and the whole of 48th Street knew about it the next day...and Giles'sname was Douche-bag for months...until he'd gone off to prep school. Giles got annoyed with theargument. "Well, these white trashy types are your friends, and I supposeI must tolerate them...I'll go in my library as always!" And Giles turnedto go...but then Steffi's hand rested lightly on his shoulder. "I think we need to give youa little more exposure." Forty minutes later, when Ken and his ten oreleven friends came.