All eyes turned to Lord Wellace, wondering how he would wrap up the festivities. He looked almost reluctant as he stood up from his chair, it was then...that most of the crowd noticed Lady Wellace. She had stripped all of the clothes from her large body and now led her husband by the hand to the table that held his prize. Most of the crowd had not even noticed that it had been Lady Wellace who had been bidding. The table creaked as she lifted her huge frame onto it laying onto her back. Her lumpy. When she cried out it made me actually stop and look up at her – her head bent back, sheet clutched in the hand not containing my own, back arched sharply, eyes closed tightly. With my hand curled tightly within her, I become perfectly still, knowing everything will start to feel better in a moment. The initial jolt of pain will subside quickly, easing into a stinging sensation she won’t forget for days. I allow her time to gather herself together and she begins to relax. Her. I would have wished that she hadn’t stopped, my body is very orgasmic and I love to cum multiple times, I love when my partner keeps control of my orgasm, allowing to rise and fall at their own whim. I thought hopefully this was the first and there would be many more to follow. We kissed for a minute, then the film on the screen seemed to be coming to an end, a young blonde actress saying, “Oh mom, thank you, I’ve never cum so good with any guy” both of us laughed as the film had mirrored our. Dr Ainslee came to find us a little while later. She told us they’d cleaned up Estelle’s scalp wound and put in a couple of stitches to hold it. She said that Estelle appeared to have a minor concussion and she was being taken to the other end of the building for a routine scan to make sure there was no issues on the inside of her skull.Bonnie said, “Would the scan show why she’s been acting so crazy?”Dr Ainslee seemed to go on alert and said, “What do you mean?”So Bonnie talked about Estelle’s.