Knowing what was coming made it hard to watch, but she could not turn away either. A Montréal player came into the picture and slammed Brody in the b...ck, sending him rocketing into the boards head first, and he crashed to the ice. The slow motion did not make it look any better; Ryan dropped her head into her hands. "He's getting up, that's good," Mitch said after the replay finished. Nate nodded. "Yeah. And he wasn't unconscious. He won't need a stretcher or anything." Ryan's shoulders. Frightened what he might do I want to the front row and sat down. A minute later he sat beside me. He leaned over and said to undo my pants. I undid my belt, popped the button and pulled down the zipper. He reached over and stuck his hand in my underwear, and grabbed my dick. Shocked I took a deep breath and watched the movie. He pulled my dick out and started stroking it. As I watched the guy in the movie get his dick sucked I started to relax. As Tim (i found out later) stroked me he said to. Her pussy and throat went from loose to tight again, wrapping both shafts and she let out a hard gag watering her eyes and shooting a stream of piss and precum from her clit. “Fuck Yea” Byron cried out as he pounded that pulsing tight pussy harder than before. “Do it again” Bill didn’t hesitate. He released her head and let her gasp for a breath or two before once again slamming his cock down her throat. Kim again gagged, spitting up all over Bill’s cock and releasing another stream of piss. We were now at the reception and about to sit down for the meal. I needed a pee desperately. I grabbed hold of Sandra’s mum’s hand and whispered about my pressing need in her ear. She came with me to the hotel bathrooms and helped me, with a bit of struggle, out of my dress. Not really the audience I had intended for my new and very expensive underwear. I had a corset style bra on, white lace, with a clip at the front between the cups and beneath a silk ribbon tided bodice. I had white.