For a start, that damned internal clock inside her was ticking away furiously. She would be thirty years old next birthday and was still a single woma..., living alone, a salient fact that her mother never failed to remind her about at every single opportunity that presented itself. Only her mother could make her marital status, or spinsterhood, appear to be a failure, akin to being late to be potty trained, learn to walk or talk when she was a baby or becoming a toddler.Even though she loved the. She never left my side throughout the entire evening and was following me around like a little lost puppy dog. As the evening drew to a close, she came up to me and whispered into my ear, "I'm yours if you still want me."Of course I was completely turned off by this little gold digger, but decided that the time had come for me to get a little bit of payback for all of those bruising and stinging comments she had made that shattered my and my friends' self-esteem as horny teenagers. So I told. Supercock held me by my little hand and led me into his private elevator to take me up to his private residence leading me over to a seat ,sort of like a throan sitting down in it he lifted me onto his lap and was squeezing my huge tits through my sexy new bra ,"Fuckin huge tits you have my little slut as he mauled them with one hand his other went for my tinny throbbing clitty his big strong fingers engulfed my entire clitty/cock the second he touched me I came a huge gush of cum blasting. ”He had several bondsmen call him about cosigning the bail bond. He had given them all the exact same answer, “Not only no, but hell no!” Apparently the word had spread, because after the first few bondsmen had called him, the calls had ceased.“What about her car?”“It’s in my name.”“The house.”“It’s in our name, and I won’t sign.”Bert shook his head. He said, “I thought for something like this, they wouldn’t put up such a high bail. She isn’t a flight risk.”“Well ... she kind of mouthed off at.