I reached up and began to stroke it, then moments later he slowly pulled my head to it until it was at my mouth. Like A bitch in heat I opened up as w...ide as I could and gobbled up as much of his meat as I could. It was on.Now things were a blur, as I was sucking on Tre's giant cock, another guy laid down under me and started licking my pussy which was wet and felt amazing. I started grinding on his face as other cocks were offered for me to suck. I pulled my mouth away from Tre's cock and. Dillon's Remington .44 had been recently converted to using the new metallic cartridges. He made a point of increasing his supply every month after getting paid. As Dillon walked to the gun smith's he smiled and thought about the advice he'd gotten from his Grandpa Flynn. Grandpa always said, "You could get by without food for quite a while and even get by without water for a bit but if you needed it you couldn't get by without ammunition. Always remember that Dillon."Shortly after Dillon. ‘Yes. We used to, your mom and I. It was something we did every weekend. But when the work load got too heavy we had to stop.’ I was staring at the floor, afraid to speak, to move. ‘We were in Nashville,’ he went on. ‘I talked her into going out with me. We were having such a wonderful time. She seemed happy. I didn’t even know that anything was wrong until she collapsed on the floor. She died before I got her to the hospital. I shouldn’t have taken her out.’ He took a staggering breath,. Her eyes lit up when she saw it, and a maniacal smile crossed her lips. After the last guy finished across her tits, she gave him a quick sucking off to milk anything left in him and then stood up on wondering legs and made for the Post. She'd been in it before, of course, so she was well acquainted with how it worked. She hopped right up and sat on the table, back against the post. Spreading her legs wide, she let me shackle each wrist in turn to a corner of the table, effectively making it.