“How do you THINK it was?” my wife snapped back. “I was fucked in both holes by a sadistic bitch, forced to lick her to cum on my face, fucked b... a fat guy who hadn’t showered in Gog-knows how long, had needles pushed through my nipples whole my ass was fingered. How the fuck do you think it was?”We naturally drove back to Connie’s in silence. Once there, a 9:45pm, a different woman opened to door and we were shown inside. This woman slipped my wife’s coat off and held her by the arm as she. "Pete shove it in me damn it! Fucking quit being a pussy! Man up and fucking fuck me!" "Lee don't want to hurt you. I'd hate to mess you up inside or something." Pete said concerned. He didn't know what she was wanting to prove. "FOR FUCKING CHRIST SAKE PETE JUST GOD DAMN FUCK ME! RAM THAT GOD DAMN COCK UP IN ME TILL YOU HIT BOTTOM AND THEN FUCKING POUND THE SHIT OUT OF IT! GOD DAMN IT DO IT!" Lee felt out of control! She drew back and slapped Pete hard on the face. "DID THAT FUCKING HURT?. Fighting is for proving your strength and beating down your opponents. If you feel so heartbroken for the boy, then come up here and challenge me.”James’ eyes squinted slightly as he watched Goliath giving Jessy a verbal beat down. In all honesty, he was perfectly correct. In this world, what use is having a weak fist? If you train yourself to fight with half power, then it will become a limit to your development. In his opinion, he totally agreed with Goliath.Suddenly his face lit up into a. ' Dorothy, always the leader, asked, 'what do you mean,the by the best,? how do you know we haven,t already had the best.?' Sol laughed,'Dorothy my.