He played like a coward. Perhaps, I thought, he had heard from my father of my prowess in the skirmish-play. I soon had secured three corners, and had...him struggling for his life in the fourth corner. Eventually he passed his move. But I refused to end the game by passing also, instead I played on. Although I had already won the game by a wide margin, the recollection of his sudden startling appearance earlier had prompted me to punish him. I fought to gain the final corner as though it was I. "Then Fiore." That's my little ball of fire." She sat up in bed and threw me a little kiss. "You were sweet."I smiled at her."What do you want to do today?"I said firmly, "Nothing."Martha yawned. "He works for two years to get to New York and he wants to do nothing."I pointed a finger at her. "I want you to rest. I want to rest, too. You can't compress your whole life into one vacation, and I can always come back again. Vacations are for fun. Vacations are for enlightenment and for expanding. She has shoulder length bleach blonde hair and blue eyes. Her tits are thirty four B cups and she has a perfect pair of legs. When we dated she always wore what I'd call sexy outfits, tight short shorts and mini skirts. Her legs are her best feature and she loves showing them off. I noticed how after we had been out and she had received lots of looks from men that she was extremely excited when we had sex. One night after in bed after we had been to Six Flags her pussy was soaking wet even. . This was the first time I had a guy suck my dick and he was wanting my cum, which I was not even close. I just pulled back after a few seconds and told him she was ready for him.At this point I just moved back and went to wash off a little bit. He was having a ball, my wife was ontop of him grinding the hell out of the poor fella. He had his head between in her tits and within a couple of minutes he tapped to stop because he had nutted. Which I took up fucking the hell out of her again but.