It’s um, it’s not unusual in these circumstances. I just got lucky.” “Elaine,” said Chelsea. “I hope you’re not setting yourself up ...or a fall. Stand your ground, or you’re going to be walked all over.” “Huh?” said Kendra. “I’ll stand my ground,” said Elaine, meeting Chelsea’s gaze. Chelsea picked up the wine bottle and topped up their glasses. “Well, if you need any moral support, I know Kendra and I haven’t exactly been helpful. But we’re here if you need us.” “What are. My prick was so stiff it ached; with one hand on the door handle, I stroked my cock with the other. Suddenly, I felt movement on the door handle; I just knew my mother was holding the other side.I looked down; under the door, I could see the shadow of her legs. Was she waiting to surprise me, cock in hand? What would I do? What would she do?I was terrified, but still unable to stop myself rubbing my shaft. I could bear the tension no longer, my prick fired a huge bolt of spunk; it splattered on. We two were also the tallest at the party. I’m only 5’7” and Gloria was 5’9. My Eduardo was about a dime shorter than I and decisively shorter when I was in heels. And Eduardo was the tallest of the Spaniards there.Eduardo, his sidekick Mario, Gloria, and everybody else at the party could really knock back the adult beverages. Except for me. I’m not much of a drinker. I either drink nothing or maybe go one regular-sized bottle of beer or one drink. I just don’t like to get a buzz. I’m crazy. Humiliating in a sexy way that wound up turning me on like nothingelse. No, I didn't care for some of the guys you brought home. Theyseemed so crude and petty. If you selected them just on the basis ofhow poorly they would treat me then you succeeded in that. Far frombeing further broken by this I just took it as your poor taste in men.I felt no competition from these "men." They were crude, uneducated,and petty. They didn't get it either.I guess you had to look real hard to find a guy who.