"Why not wear them over your face?" Claire asked, smiling.I pulled them over my head."Can you smell my pussy?" She asked lewdly."Oh yes. Yes I can. An...d it's a wonderful smell Claire," I said reassuringly, surprised that I could see her clearly through the gauze-like material."Good, because I smell something good myself," her eyes gleamed and she licked those wanton, salacious lips of hers seductively.I was ready to bust a load and began stroking my cock, rubbing the early seepage around and. It must have been because my pussy was so hot and his cock and seed were so cold. My whole body vibrated and my pussy tightened and relaxed around his ice cold member. I was milking the seed from him. It wasn't like a normal guy's cum inside me. It wasn't hot and sticky. It was ice cold and clumpy. I would have to say, it was like someone put bad milk inside my pussy. You know how it gets when it goes bad? Liquidy with big clumps and very cold. That's what it felt like as he coated my pussy. The Wilson pistols were lighter than our last variation, and they took a lot of punishment. Most cops don’t get involved in long-range gun battles, so we don’t need to carry cannons. With more women in the services, they were the preferred weapon as they were a lot easier to fire, had less kick-back, and they had amazing velocity.If the baddies wore body armour, you could be in for a bit of grief, but most of the sorts of robbers and bad guys that we have to deal with aren’t that sophisticated.. Her bikini was soaking wet and I wished that it did not need to seem accidental so that I could go further. As I brought the strings around the back I brought my finger tip up to my nose and was so excited by the smell that my dick twitched hard against her and she moaned again. I even licked my finger hoping to get a taste. Now she was grinding a bit more obviously as I ted the back, which she asked me to adjust correctly before we tied the top. I reached around with inhibitions kind of out.