A farmer went to a local pub and ordered a glass of champagne.The woman sitting next to him said, ‘How about that? I just ordered champagne, too!‘...��What a coincidence’ the farmer said. ‘This is a special day for me. I am celebrating.’This is a special day for me too, I am also celebrating,’ said the woman.’‘What a coincidence!’ said the farmer. As they clinked glasses he added:‘What are you celebrating?’‘My husband and I have been trying to have a child and today my gynecologist told me that I. When the head popped in. it took my breath away, the pressure I was applying to get it in drove about half of it up in to me much faster than I had wanted. I lay on his chest, panting from my efforts; it was hurting some, but not unbearable. I could feel every bump and ridge on his cock, I was filled. We both seemed to start tentative moves together, he pushed up in to me, I moved my ass back and forth, and would lift slightly off of him when he got too deep. Then he was cumming,. " he hesitated, his voice stumbling, "then he raped her. Hell, if she were drugged and couldn't stop him, then it is rape." I think there's a lot more to it than that," Diana sighed. "She mentioned that he took her to men. She also said that she has AIDS, or at least that's what Ingles told her." AIDS? Took her to men?" Kathy said, the blood draining from her face."Yeah. And about the men, from the way she said it, I think she meant that he was selling her to them. Making her prostitute. Rick had always needed Tracy to be a little more sadistic during their play time but it seemed to be a little outside her comfort zone so he didn’t push, he just held out hope that she would one day realize her true power and supremacy as a woman, and more specifically, as a woman of African descent. The hotel lobby was buzzing with activity. To the casual and oblivious observer, it could have been some sort of work-related conference. Everyone was dressed in their vanilla attire, mixing and.