Ann did try my .45, but that gun was just too large for her to handle easily. The recoil was a real problem for her, so we decided to stick with the 9... mm. That pistol with hollowpoint ammunition should be all that she would need.There was one problem that we had not yet conquered: what to do about drinking water. We had been using tap water for bathing and washing clothes, but we had been using bottled water from the supermarket for drinking. However, that supply was running short, and we. I reach around you and wiggle a finger between your tightly bound thighs and find your swollen little clit. I press against it, bringing a low moan from your lips. I rub your clit, causing you to move faster on My cock, pressing it down, rubbing it, teasing it, your clinching around the dildo. You fuck against Me faster and harder, thrusting your little asshole on My cock. Then you feel My hot breath on your ear, “Cum for Me, My slut. Cum with My cock buried in your ass. Make your little cunt. And the makeup.Pretty much all the girls I know—or know well enough—look stunning with no makeup at all, in my opinion. That doesn’t mean I’m blind, though. When the girls were all made up to go to the gala last Friday in their formal gowns, they were truly amazing. I’m just shallow enough to appreciate the glamour aspect of a little makeup tastefully applied.Other than at the parties, I hadn’t seen Allison wear more than a little eye-liner and lipstick. What I saw now was a strikingly. I continued to watch as Diane made her way back with a bucket full of ice. Watching her drug and alcohol influenced innocence as she staggered along the hall way really got to me. I could feel my cock growing harder the closer she came to the room. When she got to the elevators she stopped. ‘Did you see that young couple? I bet I know what they’re doing right now,’ she slurred as she pointed back down the hall. ‘I bet they went out and partied and now they’re going to party here, now,’ she.