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She danced back as he doubled over in agony and picking up the coke bottle from the bar was just about to smash it over his head when she felt her wrist being grabbed from behind. Julie turned full of venom but her anger faded quickly when she found herself staring into a pair of bright blue eyes set in a calm but smiling face. As the man picked the bottle out of her hand and placed it carefully on the bar she heard the most beautiful melodic timbered voice say softly, "I think you have made your point love." With that the guy picked up the fresh pints and turned to walk back to the corner where he was sitting quietly with a few pals. Julie stood there open mouthed for a short while before her brain clicked into gear and she stomped over to the table where she stood hands on hips ready to pour out verbal venom on this stranger who had the cheek to become involved in her affairs. The words froze on her lips when he looked up from his drink, and as when he smiled at her she felt her pussy start to tingle, a reaction she hadn't had about a man for a few years. The stranger raised an eyebrow at her and enquired how they could help, she found herself lost for words and without speaking spun on her heel and walked away, confused how anyone could have that effect on her. Over the next few hours Julie discreetly watched the group of men as they talked quietly amongst themselves, but every so often their confident laughter could be heard across the crowded pub, as if they didn't care what people thought. They seemed unaware that they were a little out of place in what was obviously a biker's pub, their smart casual wear contrasting with the majority of the customer's leather clad bodies. Asking around none of her usual crowd knew who they were, so in desperation she asked Gordon the landlord about the group of strangers. The landlord laughed at Julie's question, but seeing the fire blaze in Julie's eyes quickly filled her in. "The guy who interfered with your fun is Tony, next to him is his brother Simon, or Drifter as most call him. They are both local lads, their parents own the manor house on the top of the hill. The huge big guy is called Bear and I am not sure about the other two." He then went on to mention one word which made it all clear to her why they were so confident in a strange pub, "22 regiment," a single word sometimes used to describe the SAS, the elite of the British Army. Julie knew that Gordon had served but saw him a new light beyond the tattered beret with wings that sat behind the bar, and as she turned back to survey the group she saw that all but Tony had left. Picking up her coke she walked over to indian the table determined to find out more about this man. Tony looked amateur up from the book he was now reading, when he saw Julie standing at the table and with a nod of his head invited her to sit as he calmly shut the book. "So you're SAS then?" Julie asked and was a little surprised when he laughed. "They are, me I am a just an ordinary guy, my little brother is the hero type not me." he replied. Julie found herself captivated by Tony's easy going and relaxed attitude and as he explained how he had recently moved back into the area she found herself growing more and more to like him. When Tony asked her if she would like to see his new flat she nodded almost eagerly like a young teenager with a crush. Explaining that she had her bike with her Tony casually agreed to go pillion and Julie grabbed the spare helmet from behind the pub counter. Julie's heart raced as she felt his strong arms around her and could feel his groin pressed into her back. Deciding to give this guy a bit of a thrill and show just what she could do, she twisted the throttle and snaked through traffic. When they arrived at his flat Julie was a little surprised that he alighted from the bike without any form of reaction, but understanding dawned on her as she entered the hallway that was covered asian with bike photos and him holding various cups and medals. Tony laughed off her expressions of awe and waving a hand at the vast living room he invited her to make herself at home. Dumping her helmet, jacket and boots by the door they moved to the open plan kitchen and Tony casually enquired whether she was hungry, and Julie wasn't sure whether the rumblings in her tummy were hunger or lust, so she just nodded dumbly. After the simple meal of pasta with a freshly prepared sauce, Julie sat on the comfortable couch, relaxing with a large glass of red wine as Tony continued to captivate her with tales of humour and woe, actually making the corporate world sound interesting. The thing that surprised her the most was this man had made no move on her during the last few hours and she wasn't sure whether she was shocked or insulted. Deciding to press the point, she asked Tony pointedly whether he was gay or not and his face creased into a broad smile as he explained that he wasn't but he could read, nodding at her tee shirt. Julie looked down self-consciously and something inside her clicked. Standing up she told Tony it was a silly tee shirt anyway and in one swift movement pulled it over her head revealing her unfettered breasts. Staring deep into his eyes she unclasped her leather trousers and pulling them off along with her knickers stood in front of him naked. Tony sat there for what seemed like an age looking at her body with an appraising eye but with very little emotion crossing his face. Eventually he stood and walked past Julie to the bedroom where he unhooked a robe from behind the door. Tossing it towards Julie he spoke in low and measured tones, "Julie I am not interested in a casual fuck so that you can work out whatever anger issues you have inside you and if you had wanted to get changed you could have used the bathroom." ) I couldn’t exactly blame him amateur for being mad. "Your boobs look great even in that bra! I had no clue, every experience I ever had with females was with one goal, to get laid. I had a decision to make and I’m sure that it was my pussy and nipples that made the decision for me. My nipples were rock hard and throbbing, my clit was also throbbing and my vagina had turned into a tap again. Now spread eagled and vulnerable I felt could do anything. They pulled into the familiar driveway her mom's new Volvo in her spot and her dad's 3-year-old Subaru next to it with no asian plates waiting for Tori to hit 16 and a half to take ownership thanks to her dad. I had cleaned up enough jism for one day. He pulled out and thrust into her agin. ‘OK’ tap tap tap ‘Done’ “ Is she touching it yet?” It wasn't until then that Mandy thought of exploring my body. She matches and refuels it with her own awakened desire. It sounds very blasé to the ear, but with some adjustments to the mix, a person can make a meal that would be proud to be served anywhere. She had always liked anal sex once she relaxed into it but Michael had turned her into a fiend with his mastery of her body. My body jerked as he rammed his cock into my ass. Tasting both his boss and his wife’s hot juices. She put the phone down, pinned him to the lounger and started kissing him, and touching him. Get over here,” he gestured to his mouth. I can't wait to let him fuck me again. The musky aroma from her body and under her arms mixed with man sweat. Did we ever lose hope of rescue? I need that cock in my ass.” indian “Yeah what the hell. “I’ve never really been to a party like that before, and there was booze and people everywhere. And you will enjoy every moment of it!” The Dragon King told her telepathically. We headed to the mall, I did not tell her where we were going. I quickly reached for his cock and his asshole tightened. So I stopped what I was doing with both hands and gripped his hips as I shoved his cock down my throat.