The taste, the aroma, the finesse, all serve to unleash the beast inside me. I have three fingers deep inside, my other hand busy with holding her hea...d down. Her breathing becomes even more heavier as my fingers gain momentum inside the vacuous cave of her dripping cunt. I suddenly stop what I'm doing. I bend down far enough to kiss and lick the backs of her knees, working my way up to her silky smooth thighs, to the top of her tights, and finally to her sumptuous arse. My hands are busy. I told you that.” As the shotgun was coming up, my pistols, too, were on the way up when two shots were fired. The first hit his upper arm and the second the side of his head. Just that quickly. The shotgun went off, over to my left, as the first shot turned him. The second one dropped him like a rock.Danni stood there, quietly. Gun at her side. Meekly, and as only a frightened little girl can do, she said, “Uncle Charlie, there’s a dead man with a gun and a knife in the back yard.” She’d. Slowly. Goddam, it’s so fucking HUGE, aaa-AAAH!” He was in to his full width, now it was just a matter of getting in as deeply as he could. Slowly he began rocking his hips.Beneath them both, Ms. Madison had a perfect view to watch her girl’s adventure. She was licking both her clitoris and his shaft as he entered her, and his balls were beginning to brush her forehead as he drove deeper. She knew her tongue on Paige’s clit would make her pussy much more willing to take the abuse, and she. "Yes Madam," Carson agreed.The door to the dressing room swung open and a slightly dishevelled Freddie Davies stepped through, a man in his thirties, married with three children, one of the Hertford Davies's."What?" he demanded as he saw Carson."My Lady called," he explained."I wanted some ciggies pumpkin," she explained."Good lord is that the time," he exclaimed, "Lord supposed to be at the war ministry by Two, must dash." and he rushed away slamming the door behind him. "Why don't you join up.