Powerful arms. Awesome ass, and your cock leaves me speechless. Almost." She shyly giggled.She moved down to his crotch and took his swollen member in... her mouth, savoring the feeling of submission she was experiencing. Knowing she was making him feel good, serving his needs and desires. Not making him have to tell her how to please him. Thinking only of his pleasure. She moved up and down his shaft. Occasionally she would get a taste of his salty precum.They had just recently decided they were. There were exit holes. I whistled and said, ‘Shit. It looks bad. Don’t move. You’re losing a lot of blood.’ I quickly untied his hands and made a tourniquet around his shoulder. But then, a third shot rang out. It skinned my arm and hit Steve in the upper chest. I slumped over against the tree trunk, in agony and grabbing my arm, and Steve yelled, ‘FUCK!’ Blood was flowing down my arm, soaking part of my shirt. It wasn’t that bad though. The bullet just grazed me and took off layers of skin,. At least, the man thought, it hadn’t happened on stage.“It was like in Psycho!” the ten year old girl exclaimed, her eyes wide. “Blood running down the drain ... blood from ME!”Paula Akron’s hair and body were still wet, though she had put on a minimum of clothing. Occasionally she would shift her legs, and Ted Michaels knew that it was because she wasn’t used to wearing a pad. Of course, he’d never worn one either, but he’d had jock itch and he’d been hit in the balls, and the way the little. "Just a little," I said. Taking the cylinder from me she carefully tipped it towards her mouth. Instead of risking losing Jody's essence, she deftly licked the cum coated glass. "Not very good at all," she declared, equally surprised. "Let me taste Tony's," she requested. She was much more careless with Tony's cum. Taking a good measure in her mouth, she swished it around like it was a wine tasting. "Much, much better," Wendy declared. She handed Tony's half-consumed goo to.