One Night In The City

"Well, before he met hsi wife we were nearly inseparable but I don't hold his actions against him. I understand where he's coming from." Alaina didn't know the whole story, nor did he need to. Really, if Alaina found out how much of an asshole he really was, she couldn't be this affectionate.

He continued to ignore her qwuestion about happiness though and just smiled at Alaina's words, thankful she changed the subject. "Oh? You're not going after Fathia?" He asked, grinning as he gasped from her grip, kissing her neck and rolling her onto her back. "mmm..."

"She'll get hers soon enough... but neither her or Z.Z are good wrestlers. I want to prove that I can take on better opponents you know? I feel like I can go against someone "better" than me and still beat them. If pulling off an upset victory doesn't make a statement I don't know what does." Alaina said as she rolled Mamouru onto his back. "So, could you get me someone like that? The cockier the opponent the better." She said as she began to stroke his shaft with her hand.

Mamouru grinned at Alaina's words. She definitely had the right attitude. That would be good for her future. He was going to speak when she gripped his manhood, his mouth filling with a moan as he rolled his head backwards. "I'll do it, Alaina-chan." He said, sliding his hand down her back and gripping her ass. "I'll find just the right girl for you to beat."

Mamouru's other hand slapped Alaina's ass with a sharp crack and with both hands on her cheeks, her pulled her towards him, so they could begin another adventure...