I was done. She immediately, gets my teammate John and John P to lift me to the bench. Patty rolls up my pants, and sees my knee is the size of a fucking grapefruit. “Holy Shit, we’re taking you to the hospital.” Protocol was juicy to call for an ambulance. I was screaming in pain. Patty gave me some kind of pill that pretty much made feel drunk. At this time, all the spring sports teams, saw the ambulance coming. I was fucking heartbroken, and once again filled with rage. My parents met me at the ER, as I was babe rushed for an X ray and an MRI. The good news, nothing was torn, but it was identified that my ligaments were degenerative. There went my baseball career. Chapter 2 gets better. I hope you enjoy. I bought a Slave I'm wealthy, own several businesses and get all sorts of invitations from the mundane “Please come to our VFW Fund Raiser” to some really bizarre and inappropriate stuff. The worth while and charity ones I either accept, the VFW is usually fun, or send a check and a apology letter. The inappropriate ones get a little more attention. A sales guy from a supplier I don't use asked me to a slave auction. This company has always been a little sketchy and since I care about my customers, I haven't been buying their lower quality crap. So I asked around in the fringe community near what I call my estate. What I heard back was, yes this was real, and did I want to attend? I knew this particular couple was kinky but a slave action they could invite me to? OK. So I asked for an invite and told the salesman sexy I was already attending. Definitely don't want to owe that guy anything. So on a grey beautiful Saturday afternoon I took my Lincoln out of the barn where I keep my seldom driven vehicles and off I went for dinner and an auction. At $1000.00 a plate the food better be frigging awesome. The address wasn't revealed to me until a half hour before start of event, I had been told what town it was to be in a few days before. Sketchy sales guy is based there, big surprise. I could have made it from the estate but got a coffee at Dunk your Donut in Town. Yes, its a ripoff copy, just different colors on the cups and building. amateur When the address came in by text from an unknown # I just about spilled my shower coffee laughing. I own the building, a warehouse on short term lease to a Reputable Auction company. Gonna need to check that. Let her set the pace and you should be okay. “Ethan, you can take the restraints off now.” Walter stood up leering at beautiful the busty brunette, paused, but opened his belt, and pulled down shower his zipper in bewilderment. How can you treat me like this?" I don’t think I can do any more.” Sweat was pouring down the sides of her lovely face and I realized the sweat made her even sexier. I couldn't help myself, my hand slid south, down her milk-soaked belly and between her legs. “Dave had just procured some of the dermal nerve enhancer. I decided to explore a bit and went a different way. She flashed me a smile. It was sooo sexy good. "You sure?" She looks around for amateur a towel. I wiggled my tongue as deep as I could, eager to scoop out more and more of the sour-infused jizz. After about fifteen minutes he pulls off of me and stands up. They just molded together. Furia had returned to her students before dusk fell, and would be ensconced for the night in her indoctrination process. “Thank you,” she said simply. juicy It gurgled. Oh, God, it felt so good. Tell me what you are thinking about Kim. But sitting there at the table with David, telling babe him some innocuous anecdote about the client she had been rushing to meet, Chelsea had become more and more aware of a sense of power radiating from him. Her mind shut down and went into survival mode. She was so exciting. By the time I’d received the 8th I could feel my stomach tingling and my pussy getting wetter.