"He pulled a box out of his inside jacket pocket and handed it to her. She held it in her hand for a moment. She knew what sort of thing came in boxes... like that. She didn't know what it contained. She had never been given jewelry before. But she recognized it as a velvet box from a jewelry store.We were all watching her. We all saw the conflict. Tyler seemed to know just what was going through her mind. He pulled her into his arms and hugged her. We saw the genuine feelings that he had for her.. I slid out of her and cuddled her next to me. She had her head on my shoulder, and we kissed and caressed each other for quite a while. We laid there on the sofa for quite a while, and then she asked if we could go to the bedroom. I asked to why, and she told me that the sofa was soaked!!! I hadn't been paying attention to what a happened, but when I slid out of Julie so did my cum, as well as everything else inside her. I hadn't noticed her squirt but she must have! We got up from the sofa. "She still kept rocking back and forth in a steady pace, trying not to break the comforting rhythm of the throbbing inside her. She paused long between her lines.Then, in a boyish way, she whispered: "They say it must be awesome to fuck Mohammed Ali, though." Oh yeah? How's that? He's another one of my big heroes, actually. We grew up with guys like him, Magic, Martin Luther King and B.A. Baracus." Well," Anna continued in a conspirational tone, "he must be like one big VIBRATOR, LOL."Now it. "He went, albeit still with misgivings. He sat through the fashion parade. He was not impressed by the majority of models or what they were wearing. The girls all seemed to be inordinately tall and so skinny that they would probably be blown away by anything other than a gentle breeze. Their makeup was plastered on so that one could not really see whether they were pretty or not. As for the clothes they modelled, Hank found it difficult to visualise anyone normal wearing them. He thought that.