She threw her head back and her knees buckled, causing her to collapse. A few guys behind her had been ready for this, and held her up. She screamed a...s her orgasm shot through her. The girl at her pussy gagged slightly, trying to swallow the flood of cum spewing from her, licking and sucking, and still fucking her so fast with her hand, that it was a blur. My dance partner's breath was racing, right along with the other girls, she turned to me and kissed me savagely as I rammed my fingers into. "Is it time to see the judge, yet?" someone from the crowd asked."Almost; I think the lawyer went to go check," said another."I'm glad Mark finally apologized. He can be a big ass sometimes," added a third."Only sometimes?" offered a fourth.As Mark and Trisha began to chuckle and wipe the tears from their eyes, they surveyed the crowd around them. Trisha began to cry all over again. John and his wife, Denise, were there, with many other employees from the alarm company, Marsha and Janice. His wife loved vivid, striking colours and had the personality to carry them off. The colours, though, were marred by splashes of crimson."Cathy!" He pushed between several gawpers.There was a couple – man and woman, kneeling by her. The woman looked up, her gloved hands stained with the same crimson. "Your wife?" He nodded, something in his throat preventing speech. "We're doctors," she said, "your wife has a chance if we can get her to hospital quickly. You'd better come too. We'll need. "Blankets and quilts. Take a lot of them so that nothing gets scratched or dented. Those pieces are all in perfect condition. If we're going to sell them to museums, we want to keep them that way."Melissa nodded to Mark and said, "Mother, you have that closet full of quilts you made that year you were in the quilting society at the church. We'll take them with us, all of them." All of them? Some of those quilts are probably quite expensive. I know the materials that went into them cost me a.