The men saw that the hammers were not in the cocked position, so they were caught completely by surprise when the women were able to shoot at them.In ...one case, I didn't even have to draw my pistol because the robbers were already dead. Those dumdum bullets really played Hell with a man's insides! In the other case, there were three bandits, and I was present to even up the odds. Nevertheless, the women hardly needed me, and I was afraid that they would get too cocky because of that. I was. Lie? die T?r hinter sich zu schlagen, und wartete darauf wieder etwas sehen zu k?nnen. Zur?ck gab es nicht mehr, das hatte sie vorher schon gewusst. Er hatte es ihr erz?hlt, die T?r lie? sich nur von Innen ?ffnen. Von Au?en ben?tigte man einen Schl?ssel. Und den, den hatte sie schlie?lich nicht. Langsam lie? die Blendung ihrer Augen nach, St?ck f?r St?ck konnte sie ihre Umgebung erkennen. Beeindruckt von der Natur, h?tte sie ihn beinahe nicht gesehen. Wie er da an seinem Wagen, einem. Which will it be?” I just stand terrified. “Which will it be?” My body stiffens and I hold still, “I guess you want me to cut off your uniform.” I suddenly shake my head “no” I don’t want him with a knife anywhere near me…“Do you want to strip for me?” Crying I bite my tongue and slowly nod “yes.” Suddenly the collar tightens again, forcing me to stand all the way up to breath, “Do it now slut or I will choke you!” He yells. My arms are numb as I pull them up from my sides, my fingers shake. We all knew it was going to happen, but he wanted to wait until he'd finished school. Mark and I get together for our special moments a few times each year. It was as if it was meant to be. We'd have coffee, a snack, talk a bit and then we'd finally look into each other's eyes. If we were alone, we'd get right at it. If the kids were there, we'd sneak off to the bathroom and I'd jack him off onto my breasts like old times. To this day, I still love the taste of his cum. I prefer it to my.