It was Brian standing in a boxing ring, an opponent at his feet, as blood ran out of a corner of his mouth. “That’s him after knocking out the the...number twelve ranked fighter in his division. He was a regional champ and national runner up in amateur boxing before he went pro. If it hadn’t been for an accident that slowed his leg movement, he would have eventually been champion. He had a twelve three and one record as a pro before the accident. I was his corner man. I see he still has his hand. So was I. Then I turned her around and made her to lay on her stomach side. I laid on her top i.e. on her back and from behind I took my hands to cup her boobs. Through our jeans, my penis was on her ass and I was kissing her back, neck and cheeks. From her boobs I took my hands to stomach and then to the buttons of her jeans. I unhooked the buttons and opened the jeans.Then I got up a bit and started removing her jeans. She was wearing white panties. Alongwith jeans I immediately removed her. . I could feel one of her hands, the one without the camera presumably, feel around my abdomen. She lightly scratched down and back up each leg, back around my abdomen, and repeated it. She soon reached between my legs. She slipped fingers into my sloppy cunt and spread my fat lips. She did that for a while, and the dildo eventually plopped out due to it. She stopped playing with me and used her hand to put the dildo back. She twisted it hard into my pussy as she and began slamming it in and. "Thanks Bennie," he said.What followed was a blur. Trevor found himself following his band matesthrough a gauntlet of well-wishers and stagehands that hurried himthrough dimly lit corridors and short staircases. He was expertlyturned around props, electrical cables, and even a squealing group ofteenage girls with backstage passes. All the while, the backgroundrumble of a crowd chanting grew louder and louder. Finally, the bandmade its way onto the semi-lit stage and the chanting broke down.