Can I really tell him? Her brain was swirling, causing as much of a problem with coherent speech as the tightness in her chest. "I figure this can go ...ne of two ways. You'll reject me in which case I'll need Leroy here to comfort me." Bobby was shaking his head in denial, but froze in shock as the demure and recent virgin told him, "Or, you'll be okay with it and ... and maybe take my remaining cherry. I have one left, and it's yours if you want it."Roni could not look into anyone's face, and. I pointed out to her my babymaker currently saluting her in all its 11 ½ inch glory, then I pointed to her tummy. I put my hands together in the traditional baby coddling sign, letting her know I wanted to do her with my champion rod. She went by still carrying that mighty weight in her mighty pussy. All hope was lost, until...one foot, one foot from the end line and victory, the weighted thing came out. No, her muscles did NOT fail her...that thing slid out...I had done it; she was a sloppy. They were jabbering in Arabic, the one on her tits squeezing her nipples letting spittle drop from his mouth to points. As she tried to struggle she caught sight of her husband in a corner, tied and gagged to a chair." Oh heavens, ugghhh!" She began to protest loudly but the men acted as if they couldn't understand, ripping her blouse off her pale shoulders then with a squeal of desperation from her, dragging her white panties down to show a dark trimmed pussy. She was struggling like a tiger. V. I sneaked away from my wife and some friends and went into the room to watch so as to relieve my boredom and pain. While I was watching a friend of mine, who also had escaped the main ball room when the speeches started, came up to me. “Hey Colin, what’s the score, and what period?” he blurted out without so much as a “How are you doing?” “I’m glad to have the company of another escaped inmate,” I laughed, “Capitals up 2-1 at the start of the second period.” We exchanged observations.