Within minutes everyone else had showered, dressed and gone. Hollywood actually thought he’d enjoy the solitude while he iced and heated his shoulde... for a while.While he sat icing his shoulder, Boston came to mind, knowing that a video of his awesome throw, combined with his towering homerun, would be watched over and over by the Red Sox upper management. He was dreaming of Boston’s Fenway Park and smacking homeruns against the top of the Green Monster. He was dreaming of a multi-million. “A bear, he ran off. I, I, he ran off”“Oh my god baby I’m so sorry baby, I should’ve been here. The bike.........the stupid fucking bike broke down and.......oh baby I’m so sorry.I picked my bride up and carried her down to the water and removed her blood soaked clothes and helped her bathe and inspected her head to toe to make sure she was ok. Apart from a few scratches she appeared ok, just very shaken by the ordeal. I carried her up to the motor home and put her to bed and packed up all of. This treatment of my pussy was driving me to imminent orgasm, my belly was fluttering and it felt like a icy water was flowing down from it into my thighs. Carol’s eyes were on mine and she plunged in again the dam gave way, I felt a gushing sensation and my pussy clamped around her fingers, my nose made a whistling noise as the breath exploded out of me, and with precise timing, at the height of my orgasm, Carol grabbed my pubes again and pulled and the delicious agony extended the internal. This was confusing. How could it be? How could there be life again after all the damaged some asshole did to me? I wanted to say something, to break off the contact, to close the life gushing in my sex…“Sshhhh,” he said softly, putting his mouth over my lips. “She can still hear us.”For a moment I was confused. I thought I was drowning in his eyes and in my own passion, but his finger on my lips woke me up to another dangerous reality. We were standing in an open field, close to a few large.