I was struggling to stand up but I felt a hand grab my arm and then another hand grabbing the other arm and these two guys helped me over to the urina... which was lucky as I was about to burst.I could hear voices but had no idea what was being said but I still had a problem as I had no control of my arms but then as luck would have it one of the guys holding me up must have realised because I then felt fingers tugging at my shorts which ended up around my ankles, Oh this was heaven and to cap it. I started sucking on his tongue like I wanted to suck on his cock. As we were kissing, I felt him reach around and put something in his hands. The next thing I knew my pussy was being rubbed with some kind of gel, his fingers entering and then leaving, on and on. Soon I couldn’t tell which was my wetness and which was the gel. “Will you trust me?” he asked. “I promise I won’t do anything that will hurt and you can say ‘no’ and I will stop immediately. I want make you feel like the beautiful,. You know, that kind of smile that says, ‘I know you – but you obviously don’t remember me.’ The work that I do connects me with MANY people, so this phenomenon is not entirely unfamiliar to me. I turned towards the woman and told her that she looked familiar to me, and I wondered aloud if we had met before. Her response? ‘Oh, I know you, but this is actually the first time we’ve met.’ What? NOW I’m really intrigued… Of course, this is when the kid behind the counter calls out my name:. The other reason was that this gave him an opportunity to be with Beth. They did Sox's and Cub's baseball games as well as going on sightseeing boats and visited other attractions and sporting events. The children seemed to enjoy Great America the most. Ron told them that after the football season he would take them to some Bulls and Blackhawk games. He just enjoyed doing these things with them and they thanked him for doing it.Seeing and talking with Beth was always a bright spot in his day..