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  • I closed the trunk and made my way to the vacant parking lot for some 'correctional education' of my own. I knew this was stupid, lesbian they could've had guns for all I knew, but it had to be done before the poor girl wound up permanently disabled or worse. Even though these pimps were lousy owners, their girls would still be conditioned to serve them so I was potentially facing six opponents. However, like any pack, if you can quickly take down the Alpha first, you'll give the rest something else to think about, like maybe how loyal they really are to the Alpha for instance. I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that my girls had my back, because I cared about them and I wanted good lives for lezzies them. If someone attacked me and managed to put me down, I knew they would unleash Hell to protect me, because they loved me and I loved them. They were property, like the whores these pimps owned, but unlike these guys, I cared about my posessions and they were without a doubt the most valuable assets in my life, they WERE my life. I doubt these girls would say their pimps felt the same way, judging by how they were used and treated. Intimidation and pain will ensure someone's loyalty right up until the point you need it Lesbos and that's when they stab you in the back and that was what I was counting on. One of the girls called out to the pimps as she saw me coming across the parking lot toward them. This caused the two of them to turn and start approaching me, but not before the leader kicked his girl in the stomach and stomped on her arm one more time. As soon as they opened some distance on the downed girl, the other two girls with her swooped in to check on her. The two that were with the smaller pimp stood back, not wanting to get involved in anything. Even though it was two versus one at the moment, I knew enough not to dismiss the girls just yet. A bit of advice for those who plan on getting into a brawl. Pay attention to how your opponent walks. If they step off with their left leg first, it is because they are right-handed. The most common first punch thrown in a fight will be an over-hand or straight jab from the dominant side so anticipate that first. Even if your opponent is a skilled fighter, if they perceive you as inexperienced, they are still just as likely to open with the same punch as any inexperienced one. It's their strongest punch and they want to put you down quickly, as most real fights rarely last longer than a few punches anyway. Seeing the two men coming toward me, told me what I needed to know. The one beating the girl was the much bigger of the two, bigger than me. The other was a bit smaller than me, but was clearly the bigger threat. The big one would do more damage if he connected, but he was slow and out of shape, judging by the steam rising from his head in the cold night air after beating on a defenseless little girl. I hadn't seen the smaller one do anything, but the way he looked and moved told me he was no stranger to fighting and probably pretty good at it. I had to put the big one down first. Not only because he was the Alpha of the group, but because I needed to face the better fighter one on one or they'd make short work of me. My best approach would've been to attack the one on Lesbisch the left first, but since that is where the better guy was, I had to attack the one on the right first instead. Fortunately, my size lezzy did factor into their decision making process as they stopped about twenty feet from me and started calling me out, trying to intimidate me. I knew they were willing to fight, but it was clear that fighting was a last resort for them, because they didn't really want to risk tangling with a guy my size. Had I been a smaller man, they would've kept approaching me, unafraid of me, but they didn't, they stopped. In that moment, they just threw away the most important advantage they had going for them, the psychological one. The fact I was coming to meet them should've told them their numbers meant little to me and now that they stopped to flap their gums, told me that they knew it. Their hesitation put the initiative in my hands and that allowed me to set the pace of the engagement. As I neared, ignoring their pointless attempts to impress fear upon me, they began to separate. The whole room was just feeling steamy and smelled of sweat and sex , to freshen up the room , I opened a window facing the road to let the fresh air in. It was quite dark outside as it was already 10.30 pm and moreover it was also raining. With a smile, James broke off the psychic connection and returned his focus to the pair of naked people asleep on his bed. "FUCK MY TITTIES!" she laughed obnoxiously as men slapped and grabbed at her vulnerable soft-swinging boobs, pulling on her nipple rings as Pinkie proudly thrust out her battered boobs, recklessly sloshing them about as Tallesman pushed her into the lawless crowd of heathens and perverts. "My god sis that was amazing. Now it's my turn to wash you." I chuckled as I read the sign over the entrance: "Welcome to the Department of Redundancy Department." I think that was the lesbian right decision. "Oh really?" the man retorted. I pull the sleeve of my tee shirt out and wipe Lesbisch her eyes. lezzy Anyway, we ended up taking our cloths off and it was funny because he was staring so hard at my body that he forgot to get undressed himself. But what will she do to him if he runs? Please don't, please, please stop she said knowing he would not be feeling his dick slide deeper and deeper inside her. They got up, dressed and cleaned right as the voice over head announced that Hogwarts was coming up shortly. Tammy's never Lesbos done anything like this before . . . Deep. His eyes flickered open and he turned to look at the she elf, his eyes were narrowed at her for lezzies a brief moment. This wonderful heat burned through me. My orgasm surged even hotter. But I didn’t have to imagine it.
  • You have to understand about Julia. She is achingly beautiful. Golden hair to her shoulders, a perfectly unlined complexion that lesbian looks like she’s never had a blemish or care in the world. Her mouth is a perfect rosebud with full red lips. Her eyes are so blue you can’t stop staring. Her tits are smaller than mine, but higher and better formed with longer nipples. She’s a little taller than me too with those tiny legs that can wear incredibly tight jeans, and an ass like a housecat. She looks like an angel, but Lesbisch an lezzies angel with magic hands and fingers and the morals of an alley cat. But gradually we ran out of customers in the neighborhood, plus the beat cop was starting to notice that we were out strolling the sidewalks an awful lot in the evening. We were brainstorming about where to find more customers. “I don’t think Lesbos we can go downtown. That means competing with the pros with their pimps enforcing territory plus a lot more cops,” I said. “I think you’re right about that. We need a better place to find tricks. We just have to think some more,” she said. In the end it was her that had the great idea. “Where is the greatest concentration of hard dicks in town?” she asked rhetorically. “Porn theaters and strip clubs, I’d say,” I said. “We don’t lezzy want anything like that; too sleazy; too dangerous. Where else? Where did you see your first hard dick?” she asked. “No question, Mike Duffeck out on Starlight Drive, my sophomore year; scared the hell out of me; looked like a baby’s arm.” “That’s it! That’s what we’re looking for, lover’s lanes.” “Why? We can stay home and fuck if we want.” “No, think about how things go out there. The guy gets to first or second base. He’s as hard as Chinese algebra and then the girl chickens out or gets cold feet and puts a stop to it. It happens all the time.” “Yeah, I did it myself a few times,” I admitted. “Well, what you have now are guys up there with the most tremendous cases of blue balls in history, and who just happens to be right there, willing to cure them for a very reasonable fee?” Why, it’s us! We don’t tease or push anybody away, we just collect a little fee and take care of the whole thing.” “But how would we do it; there aren’t rooms out there to use. The girls aren’t going to let us get in their cars,” I asked. “That’s the beauty part. We have our own car. We park up there along with everybody else, but when the guys need us, they come to our car.” Julia explained. “We’d let them into our car? That doesn’t seem too safe.” “No, they come up to the window and we take care of them through the window.” How would you fuck a guy through a car window?” I asked. “Easiest thing in the world. She was finally perfect. A warm Lesbisch feeling that made her feel a little generous and just the slightest bit horny. Floundering for lezzy something Lesbos to say, I try to break lesbian the sudden tension in the room. How did practice go?” Mom posed a different dilemma. That ass was lezzies his. I slump down in a mixture of sweat, cum and pussy juice, absolutely sated. ‘I’m not sure why I’m doing this.’ she said, a nervous edge in her voice. “The top.” The IP leader's mouth hung open then he started to laugh. Leon putted the phone in her ear.