Our tongues wrestled each other as he kneaded my ass and I stuck my hand into his pajamas’ waistband and played with his bare ass. We began by tight...ly pressing our lips against each others’, enjoying their softness, and the situation’s heat. I then sucked on his upper lip and he did likewise with my lower lip, for a good minute.As my hands explored his back and ass from beneath his tee and pajamas, he bit my lower lip sharply, eliciting an “aahhh” from me and mock reproof. We set our open lips. .. was so young. Probably as tall as Taylor, if not taller, but still four or more years younger then her daughter! But, than, she had been almost a decade younger than Fred. What is age, if the souls are in love?"May I sit?"The girl ignored her. She just sat, leaning forward on the edge of the cushion, looking at her palms in front of her. Her expression was one of ... wonder, confusion ... and pain. Taylor looked around, nervously. Now what. There was space on the couch, so ... trembling a. Burnside." The landlord didn't seem sorry. Not at all."I'll do anything, sir." Anything?" The landlord's tone of voice sent chills of regret and fear down Steve's spine. "Maybe we can work something out after all." Thank you, sir." Relief rushed through out Steve's body and a small, hopeful smile began to spread upon his lips."Don't thank me just yet, Mr. Burnside." The landlord chuckled. "I think we'll be taking your rent out of your flesh." What?" Confusion filled Steve's mind. "You want me. I fired at the closest attacker with my left gun and hit him in the right hip. The bullet must have shattered his hip joint, for he fell and screamed as he went down. Him I could ignore while I concentrated on the last two attackers.The next nearest man was stumbling in the loose sand, so I had time to shoot him in the chest with the gun in my right hand. That left one man to be concerned with. I shot at him with my left gun, but only nicked him in the side, but that did slow him down a little.