Whatever time was leftover was awarded to the winner to do what she pleased with the loser, and there were no limitations. It wasn't uncommon to see a...defeated fighter strung up on the ropes and bitch-slapped, then made to crawl around the ring with a leash on, or to see a victress strip the beaten girl of her panties and fuck her dizzy with a strap-on. The winner, short of causing serious injury, could do what she pleased with the loser for the time remaining.The purse, as well as the. He came out as I was working in the back yard I could tell by the look on his face he was really pissed off. As he approached he started screaming "What the hell don't you know what to cut and what not to?" I was standing like a statue caught off guard "Answer me!!!!!!!!!" I looked at him "I am sorry but I don't know what you are talking about Mr. Smith" "You must be an idiot follow me and I will show you" I was getting pissed I wanted to call him an asshole and tell him to fucking cut his. I swiped my tongue up that gorgeous dripping wet pussy and my fiancé sent off one last message, “He’s starting now, so I am losing my ability to type.” But Charlie didn’t want it to end just yet so she came back with, “Oh baby lick my ass and let him fuck you.” But I was being a little demanding and said I wasn’t finished tasting that sweet pussy, so she wrote back, “Not until he makes me squirt everywhere while I stare at your pic and think of us together.” Charlie was getting involved now. I know that you haven't always been faithful to Cath, and this seems like the perfect opportunity to take our obvious mutual attraction to the next level." "She told you about my... mistakes?" "Of course. We are best buds, you know." "And yet you would...?" "Dan, we're both adults here. Your mistake was in choosing women who don't care if they hurt her, or you for that matter. One thing you can be sure of is that I have no intent to hurt her. And one thing that we both know is that you will.