One asshole actually had the nerve to write on his receipt that my “big rack” had made him “forget his wallet” and he’d dashed without payin... at all. Then, because the universe hates me apparently, one of the buttons on my shirt popped off and zinged across the room, rubbing in the fact that yes, I do in fact have a big huge stupid rack. To add insult to injury, I had already been trying to show them off a bit, the blouse had a plunging neckline that revealed acres of my creamy cleavage, why. "Today is Denise's birthday," he began, "twenty-five today. I thought all week about what to get her. Since she, like you Lynn, has very special needs, I finally hit upon the answer. I would give her you. You are both highly sexually charged, yet pine for an emotional relationship as well. So... Happy Birthday darling," Peter intoned, kissing his wife on the cheek and nodding toward Lynn, "she's all yours!"Lynn stood still as Peter prodded the blonde a bit. Denise walked to Lynn, gently ran her. Perhaps I'll do more than one. I guess it's worth a try. Go on your boat ride, but keep in touch. We do have something working up in Alaska. You might be able to take care of it incognito while you're there."John and I said goodbye and hung up. I had to sit and contemplate the state of those who think we should keep asking someone to give up while they are shooting at us. This was not smart. You can't lie about it because there is always that one person at an incident that will be for the. A few hours later I hear voices and the door open and jumped awake still unaware of where I was and not sure if I was going to be let go anytime soon. The voice of someone different comes in the room, and took the bag off my head. He was smaller than the first one average size…. “He showed you mercy” he laughed as he placed his hand in my pussy “Your still wet?!?!? Then this dick should go in easy as fuck” he picked me up and instead of facing him he turned me around and slid in from behind and.