Then Nathan suggested, “why don’t week have a fight club night?”“Yeah, but let’s make it interesting,” responded Sherry, eying Jon, “the...loser should have to do whatever the winner says.”“I’d be down for that,” Wendy commented.“I’m not sure about that,” Sam replied.“Come on Sam,” urged Sherry. Sam hesitated, looked over at Soren, “Well, only if you guys are down for it.”“I’d be down for it,” Jon responded with a nod from Soren.The wrestlers:JonStats: male, 5’10”, 150 lbs., blond hair, blue. We'll call kissing your mom and your aunt a 'relative kiss'. That's either a peck on the cheek, or, if they insist on mouth-to-mouth, with lips tightly closed. Right?" Yeah, that's what it is. Not much fun." Yeah, well I don't think that's supposed to be fun, it's just a way of greeting someone that you like, or at least are related to. I guess guys don't go in for that as much as girls do. OK, the next stage we'll call the 'first date' kiss." Huh?" You know, after you've had a nice evening. You run your now wet sack all over my mouth, cheeks and nose, then move down a little so you’re straddling my chest and roughly grab and pinch my hard nipples, positioning my tits and nuzzling your hard black cock between them.Looking down into my blue eyes, you make a carnal sound before you prepare my chest by spitting on it so you can easily slide your cock between my tits.My pussy is so hot and wet. Reaching down I rub my clit, just like the way you taught me to, the way that makes my pussy. There was always something to destroy, vandalize, or just plain misplace. And that was just the tip of the mischief iceberg. Anything was possible.Everyone knew who was destroying the town, but the trouble was, no one could prove it. Drastic measures needed to be taken. However, no one could do a thing about it, because they didn't know how. Well... most of them didn't know how...Michael was so bored. A whole summer was wasted. Chris's cold that just wouldn't go away, and Robert's camping trip.