I heard Kirk grunt with approval, a deep, masculine sound. I felt my new virgin pussy growing wetter. I wanted him inside me. He seemed to read my min...d. I could tell he was just about to come. I seemed to have forgotten everything I ever knew but I had an instinct for giving pleasure. "I want to fuck you, sweetheart," Kirk said gruffly. I let his wet cock slip from between my lips. I smiled up at him. "Oh yes," I said. Kirk lifted me up and carried me over to the bunks bolted to the wall. His. She then put her hands on my legs and then kind of half-twisted me so that I was resting on her hip. I tried to get down, but she wouldn’t let me go. She then put her hand under my butt, and reached the other across to my waist and then bounced me around a bit. She was carrying me like a mom carries a baby! I tried to get down, but couldn’t. She was holding me pretty tightly, and I couldn’t budge her arms. I didn’t struggle too much, because I didn’t want to draw attention to the fact that I. Justine was less than a foot away, slowly sipping on the whiskey both topless and in my wife’s panties, stockings and heels. It was surreal. Finally, it struck me to grab the camera and start taking photographs of the scene in front of me. Justine was a natural beauty and was now leaning on the table drinking whiskey. I clicked the shutter several times as she slowly started to play to me or the camera. I couldn’t tell.Justine suggestively bent further over the island splaying her ample. ‘What makes you think I’m so good? I’ve killed two men in less than three months and I didn’t even bat an eyelash doing it! I’ve felt no remorse for the first one and I’ve only felt badly for Dawn because the other man was her uncle. And I shouldn’t have shot to kill!’ Tears were gathering in his eyes as he continued. ‘I should’ve aimed better and just tried to stop him instead of shooting him square in the chest! I just didn’t think! I only reacted on gut instinct because I knew he wanted to.