But it was always entertaining.It was this casual, easy-going, every-day level of conversation that ambushed him one day. She had arrived frowning (an... braless), and sat down to get to work immediately, without any of the usual banter that characterized her arrival."What's wrong?" he asked, after about ten minutes. He was mildly astonished that he knew her well enough to sense something was bothering her, and was bold enough to ask about it."Oh, I got into a 'discussion' with the grad student. “It’s not that unusual to have people mix us up with the NHGA. Probably, the person who posted these notices either wasn’t sure which one or posted one then posted the other when they found out the first was incorrect. They should really make note of that kind of thing. Would you like me to call NHGA for you?”“That’s okay,” Maddie said. “I’ve already put in a call to them and I expect I’ll hear back soon.” They thanked the librarian and left.“We could have flown straight to Indianapolis,” Keith. She cried out in pain and felt the Knott growing larger and larger until it felt like there was a baseball right inside her pussy, and then she felt him cum, his warm cum shot up deep into her cunt and he seemed to spasm a few times letting out spurt after spurt of goat cum deep into her pussy. He soon released his grip of her and stood over her panting; desperate for escape she tried pulling herself forward only to feel the sharp pain of the Knott stuck in her pussy. Then he broke free from. .and I was amazed when Chris had his turn....his dick was fat and long and very hard....when he was on the board one of the boys whispered to me..." I know what you guys did in the tent".....I was mortified...oh shit, are they going to tell??.....The he said.....you are going to do that again today.....what??.... what did he mean???.....So as the contest continued...they decided to vote on a winner...and a loser....and the winner got to make the loser do what ever he wanted.....After the first.