. of course we have to leave as we are! That's still part of the game, d'yer understand this?"Of course I did. She didn't wait for me to answer, but p...cked up her panties and put them on - still having her shit load inside of them, but she was, of course, right - there was no way to get rid off the mess in this room. Maybe she could have dropped some of the shit into the trash can, but that wouldn't have been a great idea... I doubt the older boys now being in their sports lesson would have. ’ I said. ‘But I look like this. I’m disfigured…’ she sobbed harder and my heart sunk further every moment she kept crying. I raised her head up to look at her face. Her cheeks were puffy and tears streamed down them. I reached up and brushed her hair back from in front of the right side of her face. She tried to turn and hide her face. I held her head, firmly, hoping that it wasn’t too hard to scare her or hurt her. I leaned in and kissed her scar, her cheek, gently, but again and again. Her. ’ I followed Stephen through a maze of partitions until we arrived at the anteroom where I’d waited earlier in the evening. The anteroom was quiet and still had the two secret service types sitting at the desk. Stephen walked me over to the big guy himself. Davenport explained that he was sorry to keep me waiting and hoped I had fun watching the ‘little entertainment.’ Asking me to follow him, we walked through another door to a more private room with large screens capturing all of the. She was moaning loudly while I was moving in and out of her, at one time she gave a shriek and stiffened. I was not sure if she came since I was too engrossed in my own pleasure. I finally exploded into her and came in waves.She cradled me close to her and became so overwhelmed with emotion that a few tear drops escaped her eyes. She then kissed me so long and hard that my lower lip got bruised. She started to talk to me about how lonely she feels every day. Sometimes she goes without sex for.