Now she may not like the game but she likes men who are good at what they do. Now go up and bowl the next strike.'And I did, not only that but I follo...ed it with three more before a nine spare broke the run of five. Another strike and a nine spare left me on one-seventy-nine after seven. The team was winning even with the prospect of a zero handicap for me and they seemed more than happy to have me as their fourth bowler.'There, now she knows your abilities as a bowler Fred let's see what she. I laid down on top of her and rubbed my cock on her butt-hole but she kept trying to push me off. I sucked on her neck and she liked that and I slowly and carefully put my cock in her ass. She jumped again and ask my not to put it in, but I eased it in more. She told me to stop because it was hurting her, I took her hands and held them down and going up and down on here, I was only half way in. She try to break free of my hold, I went all in and she screamed in pain. I went slowly pumping her. It was a Sunday, and she was dressed in shorts and the same cutoff sweatshirt that had been so fetching on Yvette the night Laura had first tried to fuck her.In the mid-afternoon her doorbell rang. It was Yvette. One glimpse of her cold, glaring face was enough to let Laura know that she had discovered the goings on with Chanitra."My own baby sister," she said, her eyes filled with fire and hurt and reproach."Please come in," Laura asked, softly.Scowling and hostile, she came inside. Laura shut. Still, this moment was different... this kiss would be different. With the door now closed and locked, they stood before each other, unmoving for a moment, and then, as if drawn by irresistable magnets, they drew instantly across the gap that separated them, and, mimicing the door, closed and locked with each other, latching eyes, arms and lips. Their eyes yielded to the weight of their passion, choosing to close and experience—without the aid of sight—the long-desired touch of each.