1. A New Day, A New You part 4


    Date: 12/23/2014, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Black, Blowjob, Bondage and restriction, Consensual Sex, Interracial, Male/Female, Oral Sex, Author: P.O.I., Rating: 94.4, Source: sexstories.com

    his mother at the back door. “Thomas and Michael get your asses over here now,” Claire says silencing all in the back yard save for one. “Let them have their day, I won’t hurt them much. Just their pride and they are right to come to the defense of their mother,” I state as Thomas and Michael start to look in between their mother and I. I watch as Claire stands at her back door nervous when Michael pushes past his brother and starts taking wild swings at me. Sidestepping and ducking is pretty easy and I wait till he oversteps a wild right and taking his wrist pull him off balance and trip him over my leg. He is eating grass and confused when I catch a very good high kick coming at my head as Thomas joins the fray. I hold his foot and start walking causing him to hop after me, I don’t smile, this isn’t fun for me as they’re trying to prove a point. Sadly so am I as I shove Thomas’s leg to the ground and step inside his striking range giving him a hard three finger tap on the top of his head. I watch him recoil as his little brother rushes me for a tackle at my waist. A twist of my hips and a quick griping of his shoulders with my hands and Michael rolls across the yard stunned. Another blind shot, this one a punch, comes from Thomas and I catch the fist in my hand and squeeze. He’s trying to stand at first but when his knuckle pops he starts to buckle and in short order he’s on his knees. I release his hand and stand there looking in between the two of them. “Stuart please ...
    tell Wilma I need an ice pack and the first aid kit,” I tell my protégé who quickly heads back inside,” Claire may I please speak with your boys alone?” She nods and Stuart returns with my requested items and leaves me my shirt and jacket as I show Thomas how to massage his hand to help the pain lessen before using ice. Michael is rattled but no worse for wear as I sit with them in the grass and decide it’s time to level with them. “I didn’t know your dad but I read up on him, he was a strong good man. It’s right of you to defend your mother but I’m not the bad guy. If your Dad were here now I’d be happy to sit him down and enjoy a conversation with a good man and father,” I tell them and see the confusion on their faces. “Why are you after our Mom,” Thomas asks confused. “I’m not after her she was after me. Mr. Wiesner wronged your mom. All of us can agree on that,” I ask getting a nod from both,” I’m here to make sure Mr. Weisner finds out how painful what he did to your mother was.” “Dad wouldn’t want you to hurt the man, it’s wrong,” Michael says and realizes his words. “That feeling you are getting of guilt, let that shit go. It doesn’t serve a purpose, defending your mother was right but I’m not the one to worry about,” I tell them and they nod slowly. “So how do you do all that,” Thomas asks and I smile. “Five in the morning I roll out of bed, get my shoes on and after running more miles than Stuart would care to do come home and go right to my gym for the weights. By ...
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