”“But...” Flo said, closing her mouth as Bev grabbed her elbow and pulled her toward the door.“Just wait outside for a minute,” said Mary. �...�Don’t let anybody bother us.”“Gotcha,” said Bev, a half smile on her face.When the door closed, Mary didn’t move. “I feel so scared,” she said.“It’s normal,” said Bobby.“Make me feel better, Bobby,” she said.He smiled. “Sweetheart, you’re getting married in half an hour. You’re in your wedding dress. You have makeup on.”“You can just lift my dress,” she. The next command was a little surprising."Stand on your toes," she said in a quiet, but commanding voice. Nina again reacted automatically, but looked over her shoulder at Gretchen. The other woman was staring intently at her butt, and her legs, which were straining a little under the tension."Clench your rear. Tighten the muscles of your ass as much as you can, so I can see how much work we've got ahead of us." And once more, Nina didn't question what she was being asked to do.Gretchen walked. I was allowed in as long as I didn’t get in anyone’s way. I steered clear, even putting on a hard hat as instructed.I started counting seats, and the lower level had 1034 seats, along with places for up to eight people in wheelchairs. The upstairs was off-limits to me, but it looked spectacular. They were installing the pit floor. I just watched their meticulous attention to detail. The general contractor was also a parent from Jackson Heights.“What do you think, Michael?” Ken Bell said walking. The other RMP watched as his thick cock sawed in and out of her salivating mouth.He had four inches firmly in. She tried to force it out with her tongue. No matter what she did it was not going anywhere. He was up against her tonsils she could feel his cock pressing to them.She started to gag. He pushed, and then lunged forward she felt another two inches slide in.He now gripped her around the throat refusing to remove his cock from her heaving mouth, he rocked his cock back and forth going.