Helen began to gurgle and wail as she experienced the delight of being stuffed to the limit, of being chock-a-block full of rampant prick. Inch by inc..., she squirmed down. The donkey still stood rigid.Helen arched her back and her ass churned, and she slipped down the last inch. Her cunt was as full as a pussy could get. She only had about half of the donkey's cock in her, but the prick-knob was buried to the depths and she could take no more.She clamped her thighs around the length of donkey. ‘Give your name — your real name — at the desk and ask for the key to room 335. They’ll know they can give it to you. Just calm down and drive safely.’ He sighed. ‘Okay. I’ll see you shortly, Val,’ he said with a dry mouth. ‘See you soon, my love,’ said Val, her voice becoming strangely emotional emotional again. Before he hung up, James could have sworn he could’ve heard crying. En route to the hotel, he was certain this was a trap of some kind. But what if it wasn’t? He arrived at the hotel. “But I know you're still...” was all he said before he felt a hard impact against his knee as Lia smashed it with a baseball bat. His knee collapsed and Lia took off out of the room. The man quickly got to his feet and started limping behind her. Lia got to the door and started to undo the lock when she heard something flying towards her. She ducked out of the way right as the stand came flying towards her. The man limped down the stairs much quicker than Lia had anticipated. Lia took. Finally, he adjusts the microphone and leans over the lectern.“Usually, I'd start my speeches with gentlemen,” he begins, “which is highly inappropriate this time because for once, I wish to speak to everyone. A far more important message has to be divulged than a stinking old candidature for mayor of this town we call our home and it has to be addressed to all of us. We are here to celebrate our colorfulness and our pride in it.” * Carla was worried. Her husband was nowhere to be found. She.