The arm dropped down again and she slammed the door too."Everything alright Penn?" someone asked from behind her.She turned around putting her hand to...her injured arm."Oh it's you Mark ... Yes I'm fine thanks ... just a little scratch.Mark frowned at her arm. "You probably want to get a plaster or something on it though, to help stop the bleeding." I suppose that your right!" she smiled as she headed for the kitchen and her little first aid box.Luckily for her there were several fully trained. Faster and faster he pumped the penis in and out and throughout the audience, would be heard the mushy sound of his huge penis forcing in and out of the lubricated hole, yet Gloria had not reached her climax and neither had he. The lips to her vaginal opening was still tight, but was gradually allowing and easing friction to the force of the huge tool. The sloshing sound continued to drift to the audience ears. Gloria's womb was clinching and unclenching around the head of his penis each time. The batter swung long before the ball ever reached the catcher's glove. Itwas over. He'd done it. A perfect game. A perfect ending to a perfectseason. The crowd went wild. We were tripping over ourselves in a madattempt to engage in a group hug. I was so relieved. I really wanted to goand wait outside the locker room for him, but having been slapped down inthe past, I refused to go. Aunt Melissa was more than a bit annoyed withme. She pushed me out of the way and went to wait for him herself.I. After church, he hesitantly approached her and introduced himself. "Hi my name's Gregg Mathews. Thanks for sharing your song book with me. I was late arriving. It was my own fault. Are you new here? I've not seen you before." With that outburst Gregg ran down. He'd spent his entire vocal ammunition in one great cannonade.She replied with her hand extended, "My name is Stephanie Sizemore. And this is my little girl Suzy. Say hello to the nice man Suzy."As Gregg was shaking Stephanie's hand, Suzy.