My vision cleared and was filled with the top of a deep blue dress with a wide slit revealing ample breast cleavage.Three small freckles on the inside...of the right breast seared my brain like a tattoo. I could feel soft blond hair on my forehead and her perfume set my heart racing. In the flash of her moving past me I immediately new she was slender, well proportioned and not wearing any bra. She hesitated slightly, with one leg trapped between mine, to remove a black bag that was hung at her. I cut in several placesfrom the bushes and I knew they had heard me. Iattempted to run but my hard dick, cut arms and twistedankle made it very difficult to go anywhere.The window flew open and both girls were yelling at me.One noticed the blood on my arm as I again tripped andfell. She told me to stay where I was or she was goingto call the cops. I didn’t argue. As she approached meI felt like I was about to be shot. She helped me to myfeet and into the house. She told me to sit at. “LeeAnn?” the co-pilot called. “Ready to start the engines.”“Be right there!” LeeAnn replied.It suddenly dawned on me who the co-pilot was, but I couldn’t immediately remember her name. She was one of the group who Kara and Elyse referred to as the ‘Saint Martin Six’, and one I had very much enjoyed being with. I couldn’t see due to the pilot’s blouse, but I recalled she’d had absolutely perfect, to-die-for, Steve-type breasts, and that our one and only time together had been fantastic. I. I reached to get one wiping it off on a nearby Bunny who didn't seem to notice.I opened it expecting to find a piece of candy or maybe a tiny carrot-shaped butt plug but instead all I found was a piece of paper with the number 3 on it.Hedda stepped back up to the podium after the Bunny had emptied at least fifty eggs out of her impressive and terrifying pussy and announced that towards the end of the night they would call a number and whoever’s was called would win a prize.I found a small.