..please don't **** me! I can't have a baby from you! Pleaseeeeee!"A moment later, Velma was tossed onto her bed pleading her black tormentor for merc.... Begging not to **** her, for the fear of him impregnating her with his potent black cock. Velma was so afraid that she would be torn in two by the size of his cock, as her boyfriend's penis was a mere toy compared to his hefty black one. "Oh please, no please ....I could get pregnant! Please don't **** me, you're far too big for me!" she. I threw my bags into the back of my old CJ-7 and left, for what I expected would be the last time. The prenup gave everything jointly owned by Gloria and I to her in the case of divorce, and the company car would be returned as I fully intended to resign my position as VP of development at Churchill.I had turned my cell off as soon as I had called the cab in Dallas. Turning it back on I checked my messages to find no less than eleven calls from Gloria and one from her mother. As I expected,. Then I was put in jail, for "B-and-E". The Judge asked me where my parents were. I told him that my father would beat and fuck my ass, whenever he felt like it. It got too much for me. After a long time, I had, had enough, and left home last year.Well, the stupid asshole of a 'Father', never reported me missing. The law took him away for child abuse, and neglect. He got two years in 'prison' for that.When the Judge asked me what I wanted to do with myself, I said I didn't know. He asked if I. The flight was long and boring, but surprisingly comfortable. They'd put in some first class seats for us upstairs behind the cockpit, and we brought our own food and entertainment-no in-flight movies! With sandwiches and trail mix, and a cooler of soda and wine, we managed just fine. A new Dick Frances novel kept the boredom away, until I fell asleep.Customs in Austria was a breeze. The horses behaved well-they wanted off the plane and knew they'd get off sooner if they were good about it..