The MCS stands for Modular Combat Shotgun.”It took me a few seconds to figure out what I was looking at once he opened the case.“Holy shit,” I e...xclaimed. “It really is modular. Damn, you can choose the stock or go with the pistol grip, and then choose from three different barrel lengths. Hell, it’s even got a rail and optic sights, although I don’t know why you’d need sights on a shotgun,” I chuckled. “I always considered a shotgun to be point and shoot.”“I’ll take one now, and I want a dozen. ” It was then I noticed my erection was indeed grown full again. “But first, something I hope you’ll like every bit as much as my ass,” she said. She turned to face me then and every emotion available ran through me. My beautiful fox, my fantasy girl stood in front of me stroking…a semi erect seven inch cock!!! “Oh my God,” wheezed out of my lungs. “How…” was all I could muster for the moment. “I thought you’d be turned on,” she said to me, seemingly searching my face for. Frowning, she said, "Maybe I ought to get something more appropriate for a whore. This is a little too classy for me." That outfit is great," Susan said.Shrugging her shoulders, Denise said, "Dale won't see it anyway. You and he are the only ones that know I'm a whore." Let's see if we can find another dress. You've got to have at least six outfits for work," Susan said changing the subject again.They searched the racks for another outfit. Denise picked up something that looked a lot like a. “Oh god, yes ….. Fuck…. Oh god… shit… fuck”. I am cursing and moaning incoherently. Your hand winds into my hair, pulling me slightly up. “You're going to cum. You're going to cum from me fucking your ass". “Oh god yes sir. I’m going to cum”. I cum violently, bucking and spasming. You continue to stroke in and out of my ass, prolonging my orgasm. I am incoherent, cumming over and over, screaming, crying, swearing. The sensations are too much for me. I am cumming over and over, I’m begging over.