Satan's Angels - Part One

Max started with Roxanna and that was a mistake. If Max thought out his mission to capture Satan's Angels, a three woman gang headed by Roxanna, he would have gone after Cathy Hazlitt, the gang's weak link.
But Roxanna was a curvy, raven haired beauty, with full red lips and massive tits. Cathy Hazlitt and the third gang member, Aria Evans, were both well endowed. But Roxanna's chest redefined "bombshells" and Max was fascinated with the bad girl.
Justice Force, who hired Max to bring Satan's Angels to justice, provided an extensive profile of the gang. All three trained at the Amazonia Boxing Club, so Max joined and began cultivating Roxanna's company.
She was careful talking to strangers, especially men. A match challenge could easily turn into a one night fling what could also be a trap. However, she did like Max's build and the intensity in his eyes. Hormones got ahead of Roxanna's brain and she reserved one of the club's private rings for her and Max one Friday night.
Max agreed to fight to a knockout, so he examined Roxanna for a weak spot. He looked for a sign of a glass jaw but his eyes always went back to her chest. Originally he planned to knock her cold and then haul her to Justice Force HQ, but decided to hold off on an arrest until he found out what kind of fuck Roxanna was.
It came as no surprise that Roxanna flirted as aggressively as she fought.
"Kind of stiff already!" she taunted when her nut shot missed its target and only grazed Max's erection. As Max stepped back instinctively, he looped a right hook to Roxanna's jaw.
"YES!!" he thought when he saw Roxanna's eyes roll up in her head. For one moment, Roxanna stood flat footed, arms dangling, mouth open. As she tilted toward the canvas, her eyelids fluttered and closed.
Max counted out the unmoving bad girl and then sat her against the ropes, gently slapping her face.
"You okay, Roxanna?" he asked when she was awake. Roxanna took some time to focus, while she looked at Max like she had never seen him before in her life.
"...yeah...and you...?"
"I'm fine."
"Good." Roxanna said and her right fist shot up, colliding with Edward's chin. Stars showered every where and Max went down, his face slapping Roxanna's bare thigh.

Max woke in the bedroom of Roxanna's safe house. When Satan's Angels weren't using the apartment as a hideout, Roxanna took men there when she needed to get laid.
"Hey, honey stick, you still dreaming?"
A surge of lust evaporated the fog that lingered in Max's brain. She spoke tenderly, fondling Max's dick. She promised him one night only, but one he would never forget.
When a guy really stoked Roxanna, which Max did, Roxanna fucked like a jack hammer, plunging into her orgasms. Half way through the night, an exhausted Max admitted to dying to know what Roxanna was like in bed.
"I haven't shown half of what I can do to you!" she whispered in his ear and proceeded to consume what was left of her lover's physical stamina.
Late the next morning, Max woke completely spent and completely in love.
"Come here, you horn dog!" Roxanna said when she stepped from the shower into her bedroom. She and Max embraced and kissed. Max decided it was time to take Roxanna in.
Max, before you leave, could you do something special for me?"
"Anything, Rox!" he answered, surveying the best place to land the KO neck chop. The bad girl had pulled back her 36 HH breast, revealing the smooth white skin of her chest.
"Kiss between my tits, it's a fetish I have! I love when men do that!"
Max pressed his face between Roxanna's breasts, loving the way her just washed skin felt on his lips.
Roxanna released her right tit.
WHAP!!
The tit's impact dazed Max and he sagged against Roxanna's chest.
WHOMP!
The left breast swung against the back of MAx's head, crossing his glassy eyes and making his legs rubber. He slid the length of Roxanna's naked belly and hips and stopped at her pussy when his wobbly knees touched the floor.
Roxanna stepped back, supporting Max's head with the palm of her hand."Say good night to mamma!" she cooed to him.
"Ga...nih...ma...ma...."
Chunk!
Roxanna's judo chop put out Max's lights.

Max woke in his own bed this time. Naked, he sat up, his vision spinning. Looking down he saw a blue ribbon tied to his penis.
"Bitch!" he murmured.