Perhaps he would have an idea. He knew she wasn't a virgin. His best friend had taken care of that as her brother watched from the front seat of the S...V. She could trust him with this awful secret. Maybe he could help.After supper she asked him to go for a walk. He asked, "Is something bothering you? You haven't seemed very happy the last few days."Tears ran down her cheeks while she told him what was happening. He held her and spoke soothingly, "Oh my dear sister. You are in a bind. I'll think. I could see that she was getting the low down on who I was within the company, from the guy she was dancing with, Pete Morris, head of distribution. No sooner had Rigmor and I returned to our seats than Cecilia - with her girlfriend Rachael in tow - arrived at our table."My god, Stewart Toomey, I had no idea you worked for the company. I hear that you're something important in the service department here," Cecilia said with a big smile on her face.The necessary introductions were made and the. She was still putting up a fight and not wanting to let her stop I grabbed hold of her head and began to fuck her pretty young face. In an effort to desensitize my aching cock I occasionally pulled out of her mouth and rubbed my tip across her face. I say I wanted to desensitize myself this actually made it worse – if that’s the right word. I grabbed Kelly by the arms and I dragged her onto her feet. I spun her round so her back was facing me and I made her lean forwards with her hands holding. I thought I was going to pass out. Two words that should never be said in the same sentence 'no cannoli' echoed in my head. Marie leaned over to Viv and snickered, "Here it comes, Viv. Sit back and enjoy the show." Gino said something that I couldn't make out over the buzzing in my head. "D! Come back to us. Don't go into the light!" He panicked as he shook my arm. “Marie, Viv, Ma, call an ambulance, we’re losing D! I think he’s got PMS!” Viv didn't know what to make of what she was.