.aaaaahhhh," as I begin to thrust my finger in and out. She begins thrusting back at the finger her hips start to roll and buck trying to take the fi...nger deeper. She feels my hard cock through my pants rubbing against her as she impales her self on my finger. My free hand starts rubbing her throbbing clit through her thong stoking the fires of her desire to new heights. Pulling her thong to the side I thrust a finger into her hot, throbbing pussy. She tries to arch away from the sudden. Walker’s famous Scottish truth serum, little water, over ice. When she came back I patted the bed, held out the glass to her. ‘Get outsida that, kid, and then tell me what’s hurtin’. Friends with privileges, remember? So this is the goddam friends bit, and we ain’t gonna stop till it’s fixed.’ Firm but kindly, like a good friend ought to be. She wrapped both hands round the glass and drank thirstily, like a little girl with a coke. Her eyes were red and swollen and she had a tendency to hiccup. ’ ‘I know. I understand. I just like imagining how exciting and fun it would be.’ I sighed. She moved in and kissed me. After an excellent dinner, we headed out to the parking lot. Just as we reached the black BMW, Debbie suddenly pushed me to the ground, shouting, ‘GET DOWN!’ A split second later, several bullets went through the air space my chest had previously been occupying. They slammed into the BMW’s left rear window, shattering it. Two men were standing at the edge of the parking lot,. "bollocks".. I thought..Turning around I was shocked to see a 250pound muscle bound dude in his late 50s ...clearing my throat I replied with "oh, hey" After talking with 'uncle jack' for about 10 awkward minutes I realised I could never have intelligent discussion of any kind with him and was relieved when he fucked off back into the living room. I'd lost the momentum now but at least Donna knew I'd remembered what happened all those years previously.we had been talking regular shit for about.