He still gave one hell of a show before stopping declaring the fight over and raising the left hand of Mr. Korseski.Mr. Korseski got down from the rin..., sweating yet smiling from ear to ear like a child who met and had an even match with his greatest hero."You were awesome, father!" Getting praised by his son, Mr. Korseski's ego rose steeply and the two left laughing to celebrate with a rich meal.Obviously, to any coreless child the simplest fight between the lowest Mist Users will seem like. She was grinding her pussy against it so that was a good sign! I was feeling her back and ass and had to feel her tits. She moaned as soon as I started caressing them - a good sign! I squeezed them and she groaned louder and said be careful - they are quite tender as they are 'still really full at the moment'... I couldn't believe it. I was like 'no way!' I pushed her back and lifted her shirt off, and she had a bra that had a catch at the front. I flicked the catch open and her amazing full. I couldn't believe all I'd just talked to him about and that I was so honest with him.By the time I got off work, I'd calmed down and accepted all the 'weirdity' of it.I went home, showered, had a bite and went into my room and watched tv. Or at least had the tv on.I kept thinking of my 'Rick fantasy' and the possibility I was actually going to have it play out. One thought led to another, of course, and soon I was jilling off, just thinking of the hunk on top of me, humping away. I wasntwasn't. You proceed to rip off my panties and flip me onto my back so you can work to rip off my shirt as well. You can see my hard nipples through the tshirt, and you make sure to squeeze them a few times before getting rid of the tshirt. You feel me squirm each time you pinch them, knowing that my cunt's throbbing each time you do. You begin to move your hands down towards my clit as I beg you to stop. You slap me in the face and tell me that if I say another word, I'll be sorry. I shut up. But start.