Kickboxing Stories

Pouring cereal, half-asleep, I hear grunting and smacking outside.She’s kickboxing.Oh fuck.Berserk with adrenaline, pummelling the bag.I'm still sore from after her run.Finished, panting, she sees me. Uh-oh.She storms inside, throws me against the fridge and squats, slurping and moaning til I'm painfully-hard.Flies off, gasping. Stands, spins, hands on the counter, ass out. 'Fuck me.'We smack together wildly until, shudde...