I saw flashes of light enter the truck. The middle-aged man took out his phone and captured photos of my bare ass and my pussy with cum rushing out of... my hole while I was still cleaning Joe’s cock. Once I licked the final drops of cum off of Joe, I sat back up on the passenger seat. Cum was on my face, mouth, and chin, which dripped down onto my tits. I was so exhausted but my heart was still beating rapidly with all the pleasure that I had endured.Joe then placed his cock back into his gym. She looked at me. "Can I?" Sure. It's not..." Before I could finish telling her it wasn't loaded, she had the bolt back, checking the chamber. Okay, now THAT is different. The rifle went to her shoulder almost naturally, too, and I noted a finger held well away from the trigger."Heavier than I remember," she said."Match conditioned. Heavy barrel. Weight in the buttstock for stability." Can I dry-fire it?" Sure." After all, I'd watched her clear it. I watched her trigger finger. First pad went. Setting them on the table, she grabbed the coffee pot and filled the cups for them. Carrying the plates to the table, she set them down and returned for the coffee cups."I know you have, and she seems very responsible, but..." I said."There are no 'buts' about it, unless it's your cute one," Jane said as she smiled as she took a bite of the roll.I groaned at her joke and took a sip of coffee. "I need to figure out what I am going to take with me. I better get some paper to write on," I said as. Next I started to fall backwards and bought my legs down slowly until I was sitting on the floor having done the splits. Finally I sprang up to attention with a flourish of hands and a triumphant "tah dah".I wasn't breathing that hard but my nipples had become hard due to my shameless display and were pressing into the fabric of my blouse and seemed to have attracted the attention of Coach. I, in the meantime, was checking out his crotch area and was happy to see that his shorts were starting.