Her whole body now pulsing in time with his finger thrusting in her ass. "Yes, I love being a slut," she whispered. "What?" the guy teased. "I love be...ing a slut," Julia growled as she felt her lower stomach tighten up. "I love being a slut," she repeated as her clit exploded in waves of ecstasy. "I love it," she sighed satisfied. But Michael wasn't quite done with this new found slut yet. He pulled her back so she was sitting on her knees. With quick experienced hands he pulled her cotton. 40 S&W. For starters most mass manufactured 'compact' versions end up being some sort of compromise, in mostly vain efforts to keep the recoil under control. Most women can't handle it. Even the Glocks (and I love Glocks) just didn't feel right – or at all under control when fired. These Lady Cougars, which were custom made by real craftsmen, retailed in the ballpark of $4k each. Definitely not normal law enforcement fodder, or even affordable by most discriminating shooters. Fortunately my. "Oh God," Janice moaned as she stared at the red light as if that would make it change quicker. However, it was a long light, lasting several minutes. Within a few seconds, Janice was breathing heavily and she could feel her panties getting soaked. Her buttocks began to lift subtly off the seat. "Tim," Janice moaned, clenching her fists.Tim watched his wife with a big smile on his face. His only concern was that she would climax before he was ready. He didn't want that to happen. It was his. We should just do what makes us happy,” Lucy stated.“Lucy, remember we are the adults here. We can not hurt the people we love to make ourselves happy. We would never last as a couple doing that. We are both set in our ways and have way to different backgrounds. As a loving couple, we can be brother and sister and still embrace our differences, or we can be lovers and try to use our love as a pry bar to get what we want from the other. It just won’t work. I would rather love as a sister, than.